Shennong Secret Realm event, six months later.
Real world, three days later.
At the place where Ye Wu and Qingxuan had previously left, Fire Nether and Hu Jiuling were waiting early.
Under their watchful eyes, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and from the vortex, the Divine Farmer Tripod spun its way out first.
The next moment.
Ye Wu and Qingxuan appeared on the scene.
"Master."
Fire Nether and Hu Jiuling took a step forward simultaneously.
Then, they froze in place.
Not for anything else.
The current complexion of Ye Wu and Qingxuan looked quite poor.
Only three days have passed here, but it should have been six months in the Shennong Secret Realm.
In these six months, what exactly did Master and Qingxuan do?
Ye Wu's face was pale as paper, and as she lifted her leg, she suddenly felt a wave of weakness.
Fire Nether and Hu Jiuling, quick to react, supported her from the left and right.
