“Yanhu, don’t sleep!”

Though Zhao Yanlong had already prepared himself mentally for death, seeing Zhao Yanhu weakly close his eyes, he instinctively called out.

At this moment, Zhang Ping stepped forward, transitioning from Body of Pure Water to Body of Flesh and Blood. In an instant, he felt the air become suffocating, thick with the smell of sulfur.

In this environment, an ordinary person would only last for about ten more minutes before slipping into ...