「Three days later.」
「Near Yu City in the Fenghua Ancient Country.」
"CRACK!" "CRACK!"
The Ice Python's massive body slithered forward at incredible speed, snapping every tree in its path and filling the air with a cacophony of cracking wood.
Wen Qingye sat cross-legged on the Ice Python's back. Though he had changed his clothes, his face remained deathly pale, and fresh bloodstains already marred the sleeves of his new robes.
The Ice Python said, "Are you alright now?"
"It's nothing life-threatening," Wen Qingye said slowly. "My organs have realigned, but the bone fractures will take a great deal of time to heal. I need a stable environment to recover from my internal injuries."
The Ice Python said helplessly, "But that Lim Tian is still right behind us. He's locked onto my aura, so it'll be very difficult to escape his range."
