"Can this kid handle it?"
Long Ao Tian looked at Chen Mengmeng, who was focused on the swampland in sorrow, and whispered.
"If he can't, can you?"
Bai Qiu never pampered Long Ao Tian, retorting bluntly.
Long Ao Tian immediately lost his temper and didn't dare to say another word. Xu Nanzhi, who had just withdrawn her mind from Long Xuan's side, took a deep breath and calmly said.
"There must be a reason why Yang Qianyan and the others targeted Mengmeng first. In terms of using the Heavenly Dao Breath, none of us combined here might be as adept as he is."
Xu Nanzhi's reasonable explanation left everyone silent, no longer disturbing the fully focused Chen Mengmeng.
They could all venture through the swamp, but none had the slightest confidence in finding any news about Yu Yanshu within it.
The entire state of the swamp was just too strange, strange enough to make one question if this Great Formation was indeed crafted by someone less than an Earth Immortal.
