Xiao Yu was quick-witted, pushing the two toward the secret door. Just then, the iron frame overhead collapsed with a deafening crash, and dozens of firearms plunged into the magma. The surging waves of fire illuminated the passage in a fiery red.
The Blood Lotus seeds in Shen Qing's sleeve soared into the air, transforming into a giant lotus throne phantom amid the fire waves, with each petal reflecting images of Princess Zhennan forging firearms.
"Qing'er, take this!"
Chapter 112