He Won Himself a Chance

Ruzhou City.

A week had passed since their trip to Ghost Capital.

Ghost Capital had sunk, turning the whole area into a sealed-off chaos.

For now, they had no way of knowing where it had landed or what had become of it.

The various rebel kings had suffered heavy casualties and fled in panic with their armies.

Lu Cheng's side had suffered heavy losses as well. Since his army couldn't return for the time being, he had sent Six Eyes, Green Bone Old Demon, Huang Le, and Green Raccoon Dog ahead to bring Xiao Ran back to Ruzhou.

After returning to Ruzhou, they had exhausted every means they could think of to try to wake Xiao Ran, but the results were disappointing.

Wu Man dragged his battered body into the room, hobbling along with the support of several attendants.

The room was filled with mist. Huge blocks of ice packed it from wall to wall, and the moment one stepped inside, the cold pierced to the bone. Xiao Ran lay on an ice bed built from the blocks. Six Eyes and Green Bone Old Demon, standing nearby, could only shake their heads helplessly when they saw Wu Man enter.

"What, still no solution?"

Six Eyes wore a troubled expression. His six eyes drooped as he looked at Xiao Ran, whose eyes were tightly shut on the ice bed.

Green Bone Old Demon's shriveled throat bobbed. His voice was hoarse. "There's nothing we can do. We can't make sense of his current condition. It's all a muddle. We tried communicating with his consciousness, but couldn't get inside at all."

"Could the Demon God have possessed him?" Wu Man voiced his concern.

"No. If he'd been possessed, that guy would have woken up by now." It was Green Raccoon Dog, the Spirit