The Real Mission

"Why aren't you talking? You haven't told us how long the road is." Seeing that Li Xianyu had plunged into silence, Thunderlord, who was on the other end of the call, urged.

"Sixty two kilometers!" Li Xianyu answered truthfully.

"How long?" Thunderlord was stunned.

"Sixty two kilometers," Li Xianyu repeated.

There was silence. Thunderlord was a bit muddled. Sixty two kilometers was almost the distance from Shanghai to Wuzhen. How big exactly was the map of the Great Deities Palace?

A sixty-two-kilometer long trail, and they still had to face the attack of crabs. The entrance stage was already so difficult. How many crises would there be in the Great Deities Palace? The difficulty level of the copy of the Great Deities Palace was too high.

Thunderlord fell silent as he hung up the phone solemnly.

When the others saw him like this, they looked at each other. Earth God probed. "They failed?"

"No, they succeeded."