After the first checkpoint, on the stairs.
"Sigh, I wonder how the battle is going up there?"
Wuer looked at the Celestial Ladder with his skeletal face, then turned to glance at the blood-red tide nearing with the rising tide. He couldn't help but sigh, muttering, "Senior Xiong Er has already left for ten minutes, he should have reached the third checkpoint by now, right?"
"Be more confident," said someone nearby, "The senior is at least at the fourth checkpoint!"
Everyone silently prayed as well.
Hopefully, Senior Xiong Er will succeed.
Otherwise, when the tide rises, they will all perish.
At the current rate of the tide, in another ten or twenty minutes, the blood sea will engulf everyone here.
Though anxious, there's nothing they can do. They can only pin all their hopes on the senior.
Nearby, Lu Xun heard the discussion and couldn't help feeling a bit dismissed.
The fourth checkpoint? That's underestimating me.
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