Indeed, there is strength in numbers.
In just about an hour or so, over half of the 50 carts of raw ore have been transported.
There was no other way.
The tunnel was narrow, and the space near the exit was insufficient; they even had to use their weapons to dig holes.
Midway, Su Yue went to check on Wang Anhu.
He was hanging from a cliff, his whole being a wildly spinning vortex, sweeping the chilling winds around him, the canyon filled with terrifying sounds, almost like ghostly wails.
Su Yue was somewhat in awe.
These fifth-grade martial artists were all quite formidable. Although Wang Nanguo's breakthrough was not as fearsome as Wang Anhu's, it was still quite astonishing.
He wondered when he himself would be able to break through to a Grandmaster.
"Su Yue, it's almost dawn. We don't know when the commander will break through."
Bai Xiaolong looked at the sky and sighed.
