Ye Chenfeng only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if he might fall asleep at any time.

He subconsciously bit his lip, and the instant tingling sensation cleared his brain.

He knew that if he couldn't hold on, lost consciousness, and fell asleep, then the instinct of self-preservation in his body would come into play, and at that point, maybe everything would be in vain.

"I can't...... Can't give up ......"

Although Ye Chenfeng's vision had begun to blur a little, the voice in his heart kept reminding him, reminding him that he must not be defeated by the blazing turbulence, and only by persisting could he break ......

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