If there were no accidents, Chang Qing might never have touched it in his lifetime.
But now, being in a dangerous situation, it seems there's only one path to take.
"Either way, it's a dead end, why not take a gamble?"
Xuan Qingzi looked at Kashyapa and the Great Peng King, who were about to break through the beast tide, and shrugged, "Better than waiting for death, right?"
Wu Yong and Miao Feng, standing nearby, slowly widened their eyes, a light flashing through them.
Could it be, there is another way out?
Upon hearing this, Chang Qing fell silent for a moment, then laughed freely, "That's right, we have to take a gamble anyway."
After speaking, he looked at the people beside him and laughed loudly:
"Everyone, get ready, we are setting off!"
"Destination, unknown!"
As his voice fell, Chang Qing made a hand gesture with his fingers, and the mark on the back of his hand suddenly burst into radiant light.
