The Northern Domain... could it actually be saved?
So, where was Chu Sheng, the one who had created this miracle?
Luo Zhan seemed to sense something and turned to look back.
On the walls of Beitian Pass, a large mosquito was sprawled out ungracefully, its six legs unable to even straighten.
It was Chu Sheng.
Sixty consecutive ultra-long-distance Instant Teleportations at maximum capacity had nearly squeezed his brain dry.
Right now, he felt like hundreds of little people were banging gongs and drums inside his head. Forget moving; he didn't even have the strength to flap his wings.
'Damn it, this is killing me, Lord Mosquito.'
'Go on, fight your hearts out. Lord Mosquito needs to rest for a bit.'
However, Chu Sheng didn't just lie there in a daze.
While striving to recover his nearly depleted Mental Power, he had a thought and took out the Spatial Ring Lin Dong had given him earlier.
