The night was as dark as ink, the sound of the wind like a lament.
There were neither stars nor a moon in the sky, and suddenly, wind and thunder erupted from the flat terrain.
"Swish——"
A steed galloped swiftly through the wild grass, moving so fast that one could only see a blur passing by, unable to discern who it carried.
Chu Wen Ruo held obediently onto the reins, seating the Little Princess in front of her, directing the Profound Celestial Horse straight toward the forest.
Sitting behind her was Chen Kuang, who was already in a semi-conscious state due to exhaustion.
The borrowed power did not come without a price.
After the massive spiritual energy was withdrawn, the injuries sustained during the fight still remained.
With the support of the spiritual energy before, it wasn't much unbearable, but now, Chen Kuang only felt a splitting headache all over...
From his internal organs to the meridians, they all suffered varying degrees of damage.
