As the saying went, storms could rise from a clear sky, and misfortune could strike overnight. Bai Zhi had never imagined things would develop to this point.
When he had first entered this Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land, he had actually been quite confident, filled with the feeling that he was invincible. After all, how could he lose with a flying dragon right in his face?
But now... now, he regretted it. Deeply regretted it.
...Who could have imagined that something so utterly unreasonable would be inside this Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land?
The farther they went in, the faster time regressed.
At first, he could still use the Ghost Domain to carry Jiang Chanyi forward, but now, he could only have Jiang Chanyi—who seemed not to have been greatly affected—carry him instead.
There was no helping it. He had been a player for less than a year, even counting every day, whereas Jiang Chanyi had already been a great Golden Core Stage Cultivator when Outer Realm Demons invaded her world two hundred years ago, though he had no idea how old she actually was.
While this regression of less than a year was rather troublesome for him, for someone whose age was unknown, that amount of time was practically a drop in the bucket... Come to think of it, how old was she again? Three hundred? Four hundred?
"...I suddenly feel like you're thinking something very rude."
Jiang Chanyi turned her head and glanced at Bai Zhi suspiciously.
"No. You're imagining it."
Sitting cross-legged atop an auspicious cloud, Bai Zhi wore an expression of great righteousness.
They were currently on an auspicious cloud speeding forward, covered in numerous concealed Spirit Talismans... Apparently, it was a magical artifact Jiang Chanyi had refined for travel.
It could not match the Ghost Domain's rapid