Lu Ye had already left, and in the mine tunnel, Duu Lang was left alone.
Only after a long while did a hint of determination emerge on his face as he softly murmured, "I withdraw!"
As he finished speaking, a gentle power arose out of thin air, enveloping him. This power was like a gentle breeze, swirling around him, and as it swirled, the space he was in began to distort.
It took a full dozen breaths before his figure disappeared.
In the end, he didn't dare to take the risk. Compared to his own opportunities, the future of the home domain was far more important. Even though no one knew whether the plan could succeed, it still had to be tried.
Almost simultaneously with Duu Lang's disappearance, a massive repulsive force surged from afar, quickly spreading throughout the Taichu Realm.
The first month of the Divine Sea contest had passed!
