Regarding the matters happening to the Emperor Clan, Long Yan truly knows nothing at all. It's been four or five days since separating in the bamboo forest, but Old Madman seems completely uninterested in resting in the town, heading straight to the distance.
Even though Long Yan is a cultivator, he can't handle traveling at such a pace, yet seeing the composure of Old Madman beside him, Long Yan grits his teeth and keeps looking at him. Although cultivators can go without eating or drinking for several days compared to normal people, not even resting once during these four or five days, even a Daluo Golden Immortal wouldn't last, yet the unwillingness to admit defeat drives Long Yan's determination.
"How's it going kid, can't take it anymore?"
Old Madman's teasing voice came from beside him; Long Yan turned his head away and didn't look at him. However, a feeling of fatigue kept creeping through his body, but his strong willpower supported him.
"Not bad."
