Long Chen didn’t know how long he had been unconscious for. He felt like he was floating in the clouds, and the only thing he could do was stubbornly keep hold of Little Snow’s fur. When he finally opened his eyes, he saw a barren desert before him.

His whole body ached, and his bones felt like they might fall apart. He hastily consumed a healing pill.

As the medicinal energy gradually spread, the pain faded, but his physical body had reached a monstrous level now and healing pills were having less and less effect on him.

“Little Snow, how long have we been running?”

“Aowu!”

“A day and a night?!” Long Chen was startled, not expecting that he had been unconscious for so long. After thinking about it for a minute, he supposed that it had to do with that damnable Cry of the Heavenly Daos.

It had been especially taxing to fight Yin Wushang when he had activated that ability. Furthermore, with his current physical body’s natural recovery abilities, a day and a night was enough for him to heal...