Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1445: Profit from Misfortune!

Chapter 1445: Profit from Misfortune!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

"Let's go! This Origin Immortal Formation should be able to last for about an hour. After that, the other formation will begin to operate again. We need to get out of here."

Wang Chong's calm voice resounded in everyone's ears.

While everyone else was stunned, Wang Chong remained calm. He stepped forward, following the Demonic Emperor Old Man and the Wushang Village Chief deeper into the depths.

This method of disrupting the metallic storm was just a small trick. An hour was its absolute limit. It was best if they left this dangerous region as quickly as possible.

"Run!"

"Follow them!"

Whoosh! Gravel and rock sprayed from the pit walls as the members of the group used various methods to keep up with Wang Chong and the Demonic Emperor Old Man.

"Wonderful!"

"Just which supreme martial artist was able to stop these metal blades?"

"Let's go! The formation must have stopped on its own! How could a martial artist possibly have done such a thing? You're talking nonsense!"

At the same time, countless martial artists elsewhere began to rush into the depths. Wang Chong had created an extremely rare chance, and thousands of martial artists began to advance at full speed.

Nine thousand meters, ten thousand meters… at this depth, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of dread, and what was even more frightening was that there was still no end.

The mere thought of a pit more than ten thousand meters deep was terrifying.

Thump!

Suddenly, a martial artist behind Wang Chong swayed and toppled over, striking the wall before plunging into the bottomless abyss.

"Zhou Chi!" another martial artist cried out.

But this martial artist had fallen too quickly for anyone to save him in time.

"You should stop here! The air here is extremely thin. Only those of the Saint Martial realm should follow. The rest should go back," the Demonic Emperor Old Man warned. Even with his cultivation, he still felt uncomfortable, so one could imagine how th

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