"Run, quickly!"
"Keep up! Don't fall behind!"
A group of Gu Masters from Western Desert shouted as they ran for their lives.
Behind them, the earth split open like the maw of a colossal beast, ready to choose its prey and devour it.
"Ah—!"
"Save me!!"
Amid miserable screams, a small group at the rear of the procession fell into the ravine. Most of them would be smashed to pieces by the fall. Even if they somehow retained a final breath, their chances of survival were slim.
"Father, I can't hold on any longer!" Zhang Ping was still a youth, having only just been promoted to a Rank 2 Gu Master. His face was full of panic, and the primeval essence in his aperture had been drained dry.
"This is bad." Zhang Quan was a Rank 3 Gu Master. Sweat drenched his head as he gave everything he had to activate his killer move, which not only propelled himself forward but also carried his son Zhang Ping in a mad dash.
If Zhang Ping had no primeval essence, the killer move Zhang Quan had placed on him would become ineffective. At that point, Zhang Ping's speed would plummet, and Zhang Quan would be powerless to do anything but watch his own flesh and blood fall into the bottomless abyss.
"What do I do?" Zhang Quan was helpless and frantic.
He regretted it deeply. Had he known this would happen, he never should have brought his son here to participate in the Central Continent Gu Refining Convention!
He had seen that his son possessed Refinement Dao Aptitude and wanted to bring him here to broaden his horizons and temper his abilities. Who could have expected them to encounter an upheaval of the earth veins while crossing the realm wall?
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