Boom!!!
The sound of a distant rumble came from above once again.
In the narrow tunnel, dirt fell in a flutter, causing the little ox-horse to stop in its tracks, looking around in alarm. Its headlights were brighter than anyone's, fearing even the slightest increase in darkness.
It's ridiculous to think that an old motorcycle is afraid of the dark!
Irritated, Ji Jue kicked its wheels hard, "Move faster and scout ahead!"
"Earthquake, seems to be getting more frequent," Xiao An pressed his hand against the wall, feeling the distant vibrations, "It's as if the Crack Realm is collapsing."
"A complete and sound system must have its own renewal mechanism, not only for repairs when errors occur but also for destruction when things become irreversible, only to then recreate a new one."