"Ugh—!" Forcing down his churning blood and the splitting pain in his head, Qin Lie stumbled as Lin Feng dragged him into the narrow, steep rock-fissure passage.
Behind them, the furious roars of the Golden Wolf experts and the frantic cries of the soldiers closed in like maggots clinging to bone, accompanied by the sizzling sound of toxic miasma being forcefully dispersed! A heavy stench of blood mixed with pungent poison, forming a sickening aura of death.
"Quick! This way!" Lin Feng growled. With one hand he firmly hauled Qin Lie, while his other arm half-supported and half-carried the nearly exhausted Ayina, running for their lives in the darkness on the memory of the route they had taken in. The passage was jagged with strange rocks and dangerously slippery; a single careless step meant plunging into an abyss.
Chapter 181