Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1147 - 208_5

Seeing the youth deciding to go on his own, the child said nothing more. It freed up a hand for him to grip the trident and smash the jade pillars blocking the way.

Inside the Array classroom, there were countless pillars everywhere, severely hindering their progress. Fortunately, the child was swiftly opening the way, and Li Zhiyuan, Yin Meng, and Tan Wenbin followed behind, running quickly.

A coffin was placed in the center, its lid open; Zhen Sha'an should have been lying there before.

The coffin was tall, and Li Zhiyuan didn't even glance at it, just ran straight past.

Tan Wenbin hesitated not at all as he jumped up to glance inside, seeing several crystal book pages. He immediately reached inside, grabbed them, and stuffed them into his own bag.

Just as he leaped out of the coffin, white magma erupted. Tan Wenbin shouted to his two godsons to help him lift his backpack to lighten his load, then sprinted away with all his might.

Thankfully, they finally caught up with the larger group.

Li Zhiyuan looked back at Tan Wenbin but said nothing.

First, because it wasn't the time to speak, and second, because he knew that if he turned around and said it was reckless to grab those things from the coffin, Tan Wenbin would certainly reply, "Ha, it's all I can do for the team."

The White Crane Child opened the way and carried people too, but upon leaving the classroom and entering the corridor, his time was up.

This time he used a talisman needle, and the time limited to just this segment.

It wasn't that he compressed the working time; he'd already been squeezed dry here.

With his last bit of strength, the child knelt on one knee and gently placed Run Sheng and Zhao Yi on the ground.

After that, he didn't even have time to glance at the youth, simply detached from his body and left.

No need for more words; Tan Wenbin immediately stepped forward to take over, activating the Ghost Control Skill.

His two godsons instantly became active, entered their foster father's body, and Tan Wenbin's body began to swell, visible to the naked eye.

He first hoisted up Run Sheng, then clamped Zhao Yi with his left arm and Lin Shuyou with his right arm, continuing to run.

Already in the corridor area, likely influenced by the white magma eruption inside, the ground of the corridor began to slope down, and the jade barriers on both sides and above had turned milky white, with magma occasionally dripping down precipitously.

Running here meant not only watching your step but also watching for drips from above.

Zhao Yi witnessed this entire escape process, subconsciously asking:

"Is this wave particularly dangerous, or is it always like this when you attempt escape?"

He originally didn't need to participate in this wave; it was because he felt his heart was failing him and he was dying that he got involved.

So now he was truly curious whether it was because this wave was special or because Li was always experiencing such difficulties.

Tan Wenbin: "Last time, the whole team was overstretched and fell unconscious, but fortunately, we encountered you."

Zhao Yi: "What do you mean 'fortunately'? I was in great danger too!"

Tan Wenbin: "If you have the energy to chatter, then come down and run yourself!"

Zhao Yi immediately shut his mouth.

The corridor ground was sloping increasingly downward, constantly escalating beneath them.

Yet this also brought some good news: the white magma in the jade barriers began flowing downward first, reaching the massive Stone Gate.

This white magma was truly terrifying. Under its erosion, the Stone Gate quickly cracked.

The place that originally required a "Seal" invitation to enter would no longer need an access point, though it wouldn't be necessary to enter it again anyway.

After passing through the Stone Gate, Tan Wenbin's Ghost Control Skill reached its critical point, yet the white magma within the corridor accumulated and reached its most rapid eruption.

Simultaneously, tremors shook the surroundings like an earthquake, and the snow atop the peaks on either side began to collapse.

Up ahead were the steps they ascended earlier.

Li Zhiyuan: "Jump!"

Tan Wenbin used all his strength to leap forward with the three people he carried, while Yin Meng promptly flung the Demon Exorcism Whip, tying everyone securely to prevent them from being scattered in the ensuing earthquake and avalanche.

Just as everyone was about to land, the youth swung his right hand down, turning the steps into a smooth ceramic ribbon, allowing them to slide down like a slide.

The terrifyingly hot aura intertwined with ice and snow; the whole world seemed to whirl and spin.

Li Zhiyuan continued channeling his blood energy to adjust the ceramic's direction for everyone. The youth persisted, sensing roughly when they had descended to a safe area. Only then did Li Zhiyuan close his eyes.

He was exhausted and needed rest, preferably a nap.

It was unclear how long he slept, but Li Zhiyuan soon heard footsteps and opened his eyes immediately.

His vision was all red; it seemed blood had flowed past his eyes.

He blinked forcefully, the red faded, replaced by endless white.

This was snow; he was buried in snow.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The snow above was being dug away.

Li Zhiyuan lightly clenched his right hand, ready for action.

He saw a pair of furry paws clawing the snow above him, revealing a face of a weasel.

The weasel straightened up, its visage shifting, gradually transforming into a human face.

The weasel began ceremoniously saluting Li Zhiyuan as soon as he saw his eyes open.

From a distance, Brother Pang Jin's delighted voice could be heard:

"Thanks to Lord Mu, I finally found them!"

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