What is even more unimaginable is that Zheng Gan is inside him.

Don't say that you must exchange your life for another.

Even if there is no such setting, if the soul penetrates into such a thing, it will still be melted, right?

"Teacher Jinge, hide behind me, I'll hold back the spirit jet."

Zhao Aotian said, using his body to protect the weaker Jinge soul, pulled him, and squeezed towards the Heavenly Dao inch by inch.

This is the last journey he can give Jin Ge.

This feeling is like swimming in maltose.

Moreover, it has to withstand an unimaginable high pressure comparable to a hundred kilometers under the sea.

Every inch forward, the concentration of the mental jet will increase several times.

An existence that cannot reach the level of the main god, or even close to the way of heaven, may be crushed.

Every step is very difficult.

Every step, do your best.

But with a will, Zhao Aotian used brute force to solidify his soul that could be shattered at any time, and advanced towards the Heavenly Dao without fear.

Waiting for me, Lao Zheng, I'm here to pick you up home!
Chapter completed!