Feng Hua San Shi (Seventy-Six)

When Lin Hao Tian ran off carrying Xu Er Ni on his back, everyone panicked. The torch was in Lin Hao Tian's hand, and once he ran, the area illuminated by its flames moved with him. Hundreds of Snake People still surrounded them, and the moment they left the torchlight, they would be doomed. So when they saw Lin Hao Tian start running ahead, the others hurried after him as well, afraid that being even half a step too slow would get them torn apart by the Snake People.

Although Lin Hao Tian had excitedly started running after sensing the airflow, he hadn't forgotten that his companions were following behind him, so he didn't run too quickly. As he advanced, the airflow became increasingly clear, proving his guess—this direction definitely led to a wind passage.

As time passed, the last torch was nearly burned out. Its light had become extremely unstable and could go out at any moment. As the area covered by the flames shrank, the Snake People grew more agitated. Every so often, one would try to approach, only to be driven back by the remaining firelight. Everyone knew, however, that this was only temporary.

Just as everyone sped forward, they finally saw the end of this underground space: a huge cavern wall. It bore obvious traces of having been artificially excavated. It was hard to imagine that such a vast underground space had been dug out by people. But what use was there in excavating such a huge Underground Cavity? Could it have been built to keep those Snake People? Yet there were no other living creatures here besides the Snake People. If they had been raised here, how had their food been provided?

Lin Hao Tian raised the torch, trying to sense precisely where the airflow