Unable to utilize mystical force, Lu Mingshu could only calm her mind and sense her surroundings.
The wind swept by her ears, and the howls of the Blood Corpses grew distant.
The mystic force pulsated like a heartbeat.
Thump—Thump—
If the volcano were a heart, then the scorching magma would be its blood.
It flowed through the cracks, racing as if through blood vessels.
Now, as the heart burst open, the veins tore asunder and blood splattered.
Fu Mingxi and Little Boo were continuously correcting their direction, while Xie Xingchen sprinted with all his might, enveloping them in his haste.
They had to reach safety before the full eruption of the volcano.
"Ah ah!" Fu Mingxi burst into shouts.
"I've found it!" Little Boo also said, "Below, to the left!"
Following their direction, Xie Xingchen found a very small cave entrance and dove in.
He said, "You two better be sure, otherwise we will all die here!"