Ye Zhen exerted force with both hands, lifting Wang Baimu, whose body was as limp as noodles, by the neck with one hand, and using spiritual power to bind his feet and lift him up with the other.
Effortlessly, Ye Zhen swung Wang Baimu into a semicircle in front of him.
Then, maintaining this posture, Ye Zhen swung Wang Baimu in front of him and began to speed into the depths of this underground passage.
At first, Wang Baimu did not realize Ye Zhen’s intention.
But when several small magma blossoms burst from the passage’s not-yet-solidified fissures and exploded towards Ye Zhen, he swung Wang Baimu like a shield to block the bursting magma.
The small magma droplets fell on Wang Baimu’s defenseless skin, causing it to sizzle and smoke, and within a breath, the skin began to char and carbonize, with excruciating pain instantly radiating from those spots.
However, Wang Baimu’s forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat.
It wasn’t from the pain, but from fright.
Ye Zhen’s actions had made Wang Baimu instantly understand Ye Zhen’s true intention.
Ye Zhen intended to use him as a pathfinder, a shield.
No matter what dangers or surprises lay ahead, if any danger or accident appeared, Ye Zhen would use Wang Baimu as a shield.
In his current state, not to ntion the real dangers deeper in the tunnel, even more exploding magma or other nondescript threats could kill him.
Simply put,
whenever dangers arise, Wang Baimu, this shield, would definitely die before Ye Zhen.
Moreover, even if Wang Baimu, the shield, died, Ye Zhen might not necessarily die.
Because in his current state, unable to use any power, being swung by Ye Zhen in such a perilous place was no different from courting death.
Ye Zhen was paving the way with Wang Baimu’s life!
In an instant, Wang Baimu was terrified.
He feared death, he didn’t want to die.
He especially didn’t want to die like an object, in such a worthless and humiliating manner.
"Stop, stop!" Wang Baimu yelled.
But his screams did not slow Ye Zhen down, instead making him go even faster, like lightning.
"Stop! Ahead, there’s a low-lying lava depression filled with mist, passing through too fast will trigger a magma storm, causing the magma there to erupt." Wang Baimu shrieked, his voice trembling.
Only then did Ye Zhen finally slow down, a cold smile on his lips.
Uncooperative?
Ye Zhen had plenty of thods.
"Speak, how do we get through?" Ye Zhen asked while slowing down.
Seeing Ye Zhen finally stop and inquire about details, Wang Baimu was relieved and beca more scheming.
"I’ll record every danger in this passage for you, including how to pass and deal with them, I’ll give you everything recorded in the divine record.
Then you lift my restriction and let go, okay? I promise, I won’t hold back on anything!" Wang Baimu even started negotiating.
"Your promise? Do you think I’ll believe it?"
With a cold laugh, Ye Zhen swung Wang Baimu like a shield again and sped off wildly.
"Anyway, I’ll use your life to pave the way, and once you’re done, I’ll think of another way. If you’ve got the guts, then keep quiet..."
This ti, before Ye Zhen finished speaking, Wang Baimu scread like a slaughtered pig, "I’ll talk! I’ll cooperate, stop now!
Just ten miles ahead, stop quickly!"
By the ti Ye Zhen stopped, the path ahead was already filled with a faint red-glow mist, and Wang Baimu was drenched in sweat.
"Madman, you’re a madman."
Escaping a calamity, Wang Baimu cursed Ye Zhen, feeling that if he hadn’t spoken, Ye Zhen might have really rushed through a magma depression.
"I don’t have ti for your nonsense, how to pass, hurry up and say. Rember, don’t play tricks, if I find out you’re playing any trick, I’ll crush your head imdiately."
While speaking, Ye Zhen glanced back at the passage behind him.
The fire spirit power marks he left were still there, unbroken.
This indicated that the Second Elder of the Three-eyed Demon Clan, Jii Gongyue, and the others hadn’t chased them.
However, not pursuing them was only temporary.
Although the entrance to this magma passage was well-hidden, it wouldn’t remain hidden from several Dao Realm experts for long.
Now, Ye Zhen only hoped that the dangers in the magma passage were strong enough to buy him enough ti.
"Tricks? Would I dare?"
Wang Baimu smiled bitterly, "Could you give a healing pill first? I can’t use my spiritual power, and the pain is intense." As he spoke, sweat dripped off Wang Baimu’s forehead.
It’s understandable, being pierced through the clavicle by Ye Zhen, with the Great Vertebrae Dragon Bone locked, and being jostled all along, the thought alone was painful.
Ye Zhen casually stuffed several healing pills into Wang Baimu’s mouth, causing him to roll his eyes in suffocation.
"At the very end of this lava depression... a stream of underground ice river flows in from sowhere, the cold water constantly pouring on the magma, which cools it rapidly, yet the heat from the earth core magma re-lts it.
The hot and cold air forms a strange balance here, and if you disturb this balance when passing, a whirlwind will instantly arise within the passage.
Moreover, the unknown substances in the ice river and magma make the ensuing mist poisonous.
And it’s a poison that corrodes spiritual armor; if a whirlwind arises, the toxic mist shoots like poison arrows.
So, you have to go slowly." Wang Baimu said.
This was the value of keeping Wang Baimu alive.
"If I pass in an instant at the fastest speed, would that work?" Ye Zhen asked.
"If you can leap seven hundred miles in an instant, you can try." Wang Baimu sneered.
"Seven hundred miles, you just said a depression?"
Wang Baimu did not respond, only looked at Ye Zhen coldly.
A few monts later, Ye Zhen carried Wang Baimu slowly towards the depression.
"Hey, use your spiritual armor to cover , if I inhale that poison gas, I will die." Wang Baimu reminded anxiously again.
....
Above the Molten Hell Sea, the Second Elder of the Three-eyed Demon Clan, Jii Gongyue, shot skyward with a surge of magma, looking extrely disheveled.
"Damn it, there’s no passage down here at all, just magma, and it’s of the scorching earth core variety— even I can’t withstand it. Where did they escape to?"
Jii Gongyue was filled with anger, having searched the magma vortex for nearly two hours without finding a trace of Ye Wuzhen or Wang Baimu.
Jii Tongduan, standing on the outside healing and looking like a blood-soaked demon, furrowed his brows and said, "Second Elder, could they have used spatial divine abilities...."
"In this magma, spatial divine abilities can’t be used; even I can’t use them here."
"Could they have already perished....."
"Impossible, neither of them are the kind to court death."
At this mont, Jii Gongyue’s expression turned stern as he prepared to delve into the vortex channel again, but it was then that Jii Yan burst joyfully from the magma whirlpool.
Only, Jii Yan’s expression was one of sheer delight.
"Second Elder, I discovered a passable magma channel on the left side of the magma whirlpool," Jii Yan reported.
"What?"
Hearing this, the Second Elder of the Three-eyed Demon Clan, Jii Gongyue, was overjoyed, "Quick, lead the way, we mustn’t let them escape." As he spoke, Jii Gongyue and Jii Yan dived headfirst into the magma channel.
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