Chen Fan fell silent, frowning at the scene before him. After crawling all this way, he had reached a place where several branches split off in different directions, with paths leading ahead, behind, left, and right. Even above them was an opening. It was hard to imagine that these tunnels had been bored out by a Monster Beast's finger.
Had he really guessed wrong?
Chen Fan was at a loss for words. A Monster Beast's finger couldn't possibly have stretched dozens, or even hundreds, of meters—unless it belonged to a Monster Beast with an extraordinarily long finger. Or perhaps that finger was the Monster Beast itself.
He pondered for a moment, then decided to press on without hesitation, choosing the passage that led upward. He had no idea where the paths ahead or to either side went, but heading up might be the right choice.
After moving forward several more meters, he stopped again. Then he bent his knees and stood up, reached both hands into the walls of the passage, and heaved himself upward. His whole body shot up at once. At such an awkward angle, this feat required tremendous strength in both arms.
Once Chen Fan had squeezed into the upward passage, Mu Yunshui finally noticed the several openings before her. Surprise and bewilderment flashed across her face, but she didn't hesitate either. She followed Chen Fan straight up.
But a problem soon arose. She cultivated the sword and the Dao, and had no body-tempering arts at all. In this twisted passage, she couldn't use her arms to pull herself up. There was nowhere for her hands to gain leverage.
It was almost as difficult as standing still and trying to lift one's own body off the ground with one's hands.
Mu Yunshui furrowed her brows, unable to