"Oh, oh." The Ice Ancestor nodded, no longer worried.
"Let's go." Mu Chen said, directly embracing the Ice Ancestor, concentrating the power of the Divine Dragon Eye, and initiating space transfer.
Then, a few seconds later, Mu Chen, along with the Ice Ancestor, left the place of the stele, but just after leaving, Mu Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as a sheet.
"Husband, what's wrong with you?" The Ice Ancestor said with a drastic change in expression, worried about why Mu Chen was spitting blood and why his face was so pale.
"Space transfer consumes an enormous amount of energy, and there was an excessive depletion of the Divine Dragon Body's power. The space transfer ability is derived from the Divine Dragon Body." Mu Chen explained.
"Why are you so foolish? We could have fought our way out, or simply abandoned it!" The Ice Ancestor said helplessly.
