Her voice grew softer and softer.
Her eyelids gradually drooped.
She looked as though she were about to collapse onto the ground and pass out.
Yet her lips kept mumbling, "Run... run, quickly..."
The torrential rain shredded her voice to pieces.
It made her, curled up in the mud, appear especially tiny and haggard.
Meng Chao stepped forward and swept her into his arms. She felt light as a feather, without the slightest weight.
When she had been cultivating so rapturously just now, Lü Siya had driven her Spiritual Energy to its limit, charging about like a Tyrannosaurus rex.
Now that she was suffering the backlash of Spiritual Energy, she could only cling limply to Meng Chao's back like an octopus.
Sensing that her Life Magnetic Field was in utter chaos, causing her body temperature to fluctuate several times between thirty and forty-five degrees within half a minute, Meng Chao did not dare delay and sprinted downhill at full speed.
Unfortunately, climbing a mountain was easy, but descending one was hard.
The next mountain had never had a trail to begin with, and after being ravaged by floods and mudslides, it was even harder to traverse than climbing to the heavens.
Meng Chao darted and weaved through flash floods, broken trees, and falling rocks, leaping forward. The inevitable jolting made Lü Siya let out pained moans.
"It hurts, my head hurts, there's something..." Lü Siya whimpered.
"Hold on. We'll be down the mountain soon!" Meng Chao encouraged her.
"Voices, Meng Chao, can you hear the voices?" Lü Siya seemed to be suffering auditory hallucinations, trapped in a dream as she twisted about on Meng Chao's back.
"What voices?" Meng Chao asked casually.
"The sounds of evolution. Evolution."
Clinging to him like an octopus, Lü Siya leaned close to his ear.