These cracks were called "small cracks."
But that was relative to Jormungandr's body.
For someone like Lan Qingyou, who stood around 1.6 to 1.7 meters tall, flying into them was no problem at all.
Still, the passage through the crack was hardly easy to navigate.
The meteorite had smashed the entrance loose, and it was still steaming.
Past that first obstacle lay a layer of rock.
Jagged, sharp rocks jutted out everywhere.
Under the faint glow of the Dispelling Light Orb, they looked rather eerie.
More importantly, everything ahead was pitch-black.
That really left Lan Qingyou fumbling in the dark.
Fortunately, her Magic Eye made up for it, keeping her from crashing into anything.
The farther down she went, the narrower the crack became.
Even so, Lan Qingyou had no choice but to press on.
That was mainly because she could already hear the underground current.
Whenever she sensed that the way ahead "might" be impassable,
she immediately cast a spell to shave away some of the rock.
Granted, that could easily cause a blockage.
But with magic, she could just keep blasting away.
As long as she reduced it all to rubble, she would not have to worry about blockages.
Simple and brutal.
But efficient.
Besides, that only applied to one side.
On the other side was Kesuya's Clone.
So she did not have to worry about crashing into anything there.
Not that she could truly relax, since after its mutation, the clone was covered in something like muddy water.
She still had to watch out for splashes.
Yet there was one thing Lan Qingyou found quite strange.
The farther down—or rather, the deeper—she went, the more she could feel how rapidly those Mental Attacks came.
If she had been attacked once a second back on the surface,
then