The forty-eighth year of Longyou, April 17th
Just one hour left until dawn
On the south side of Yangyuan Peak, Yuwen Dao saw over a hundred pieces of Solidified Fire Oil in the package, along with a dozen torches. His face instantly filled with joy as he hurriedly lit a torch and then smeared Solidified Fire Oil all over his body.
Just now, with limited Solidified Fire Oil, he could only use it sparingly on the parts with dewdrops. Now that he had plenty, he directly crushed them and applied it over his whole body. Seeing the white dewdrops on himself quickly fading, he felt a bit less burdened.
"Yuwen Dao, what's happening inside?"
Yuwen Dao looked up and saw Yuan Cheng on the other side of the chasm, along with more than a hundred people in light golden armor. They were dragging a few big trees, clearly intending to build a bridge. He immediately shouted out:
