"It's getting dangerous." As they flew at full speed, Chu Mi suddenly spoke.
A while later, he repeated, "It's already very dangerous."
Jiang Wang had no idea why he kept repeating such pointless things, but he couldn't be bothered to interrupt. The man was practically on death's door. Surely he was still entitled to say a few pointless things.
Chu Mi suddenly asked again, "Things have come this far. The trial's purpose has long since been fulfilled, hasn't it?"
Jiang Wang caught sight of a large group of Sea Race warriors approaching from ahead. He hurriedly veered away, changing direction once more.
It was only thanks to a place like the Lost Realm, where directions were utterly jumbled, that he had managed to twist and turn for so long.
"We're not getting away anymore. Whatever you've been saving for a rainy day, now's the time to use it. You only get one life. There's no do-over." Chu Mi rambled on.
Jiang Wang thought of the box of talismans he'd used up, the Five-Colored Fish still recovering, the Seven Profound Treasure Garment smashed to pieces, and the Mirage King Pearl, which he didn't know who had ended up with... He really couldn't think of anything he had left in reserve.
He could only conclude that Chu Mi was panicking and grasping at straws.
Then he remembered that they were in the same predicament now, with neither of them able to escape. For a moment, he felt a little sympathy for his fellow sufferer.
Sigh. He let out a silent sigh.
Seeing that Jiang Wang still wasn't saying anything, Chu Mi finally couldn't hold back. "Call for help! Call someone!"
"I don't want to die. I really don't want to die!"
"Quit messing around, young master! Call them, now!"
Jiang Wang stayed