"The great terror descends, and death is inevitable for us."
A group of Ancestors immediately spoke up.
"Alright." Upon hearing this, Mu Rufeng did not hesitate much and swiftly leaped into the Cold Spring.
As Mu Rufeng sank down, he saw Wulan not far away, striving to purge the poison.
"Why have you come?" Wulan, seeing Mu Rufeng arrive, looked at him with some confusion.
"You can't exceed an hour in purging the poison, or great terror will descend. Now less than an hour remains, I will assist you." Mu Rufeng said as he approached Wulan.
"Alright, I have cleared about thirty percent of the toxin within me; you handle my legs, and I'll manage the rest myself." Wulan spoke up.
Mu Rufeng nodded and immediately reached out to grab Wulan's snow-white ankle.
...
With only five minutes left until an hour, Mu Rufeng flew out of the Cold Spring with Wulan.
At this moment, Wulan's cultivation had unexpectedly reached the Level 6 Peak.
