บท 923: Join Hands

The void was quiet, with no other sound but the roars of the fierce gale.

Exhaustedly, Emperor Shun, Ji Hao and everyone else had been looking at the broken Buzhou Mountain, which was slanted, remaining motionless in the air. The falling half of Buzhou Mountain was only temperately stopped from falling by Spirit Wa, Dong Gong, Ximu joining hands. If any of them failed to bear the pressure, the mountain could began falling once again at any time.

Quickly clearing up his torn clothes, Emperor Shun solemnly bowed towards Spirit Wa, Dong Gong, and Ximu

A multicolored stream of light flashed across Spirit Wa’s body as she gave a deep shout, "Save it, try to find a solution. How should we deal this half piece of rock? Pan Gu, good, indeed amazing. You left a spine in this world, but together, the three of us still can’t deal with it?"

Spirit Wa sounded not pleasant at all. Drops of blood flowed down along her snow-white face. Apparently, she wasn’t in a good mood at all.