Capítulo 137: Chapter 137 Ancient Evil God (Part 1)

"I can't go on, I feel drained and dead tired; I need to rest for a while."

After daybreak, Wei Sandao, seeing the sun shining brightly and the dark creatures retreating, immediately lay down on the ground and fell asleep.

The debuff state of whispers constantly drained his health, and it was clear that Wei Sandao was suffering terribly.

A Demon Cultivator, who was at least in the Spirit Travel Realm, now appeared as weak as a tuberculosis ghost.

After collapsing, Wei Sandao stretched out his legs and immediately started snoring loudly.

Little Wild Grass, too exhausted, leaned against Li Muyang's shoulder, looking pitifully up at him.

"Big brother, I am so..."

Before she could finish the word "tired", the little girl also fell asleep on Li Muyang's shoulder.