Ye Feng had just caught his breath when he heard the voice of the Treasure-seeking Beast coming from the Chaotic Space.
Hearing the Treasure-seeking Beast's words, hope reignited in Ye Feng's heart. He initially thought he would be trapped and die here, but now it seems that his chance to counterattack is quite substantial.
"How much more time does he have?" How long Hu Cong could hold on was Ye Feng's most pressing concern now.
"About 25 minutes, just a matter of gritting his teeth and hanging on. Boss, you must hold out." Clearly, the Treasure-seeking Beast had accurately noted the time when Hu Cong had taken the herbs and had even activated a precise calculation mode.
"Damn, 25 minutes is just a matter of gritting teeth? Just get as far away as you can." Hearing the time remaining for Hu Cong, Ye Feng roared in anger, signaling the Treasure-seeking Beast to get lost.
