"Xiong Shou, go down."
Having been clearly designated as the bait, Xiong Shou cursed again, but he turned back without hesitation.
Gong Shenmang reminded them again, "Perception Sharing."
"No shit."
Xiong Shou was clearly emotional, but he swiftly activated the relevant modules and opened an additional link, sending all the information from his own senses and the Powered Armor's sensors back to Machine No. 3.
In such a high-temperature, high-pressure environment, conventional visual and auditory perception was meaningless. However, a Body Cultivator powerhouse who had nearly climbed to Mid Sky Ladder could filter out many subtle danger signals. As for mechanical equipment, anti-interference radar across multiple frequency bands could barely reconstruct the conditions within a limited area nearby.
Together with Machine No. 3's own detection equipment, the multi-source signals were combined and rendered through Artificial Intelligence simulation, roughly restoring the conditions in the area below—a roughly twenty-meter-diameter range centered on Bear Hunt Field Officer.
Bear Hunt Field Officer dove with his head down. Earlier, to gradually adapt to the pressure differences at varying depths, they had ascended very slowly. Thus, after Zhong He had returned and Bear Hunt Field Officer had remained on standby where he was, after all that back-and-forth, he was not far from Zhong He—only around two kilometers away.
Of course, in the high-temperature, high-pressure mantle layer, that distance was enough for plenty to happen.
As Bear Hunt Field Officer descended again, his Vanguard Type 9 Powered Armor sliced through the asthenosphere ahead. Burning rock and other substances of complex composition parted to either side, spewing dark-red thermal fluid and even brighter flames into the temporarily cleared gap.
It was like tearing open the flesh of a demon god... and perhaps incurring Its curse.
Bolstered by the Electromagnetic Direction configuration, Ronan felt much better and had more