"Get out now!!"
Xie Xie turned back and roared, his face pale as paper, a trace of blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth—a sign of severe Soul Power overexertion.
Tang Wulin's eyes were about to split.
Watching Xie Xie's resolute back, he felt as if his chest had been smashed by a heavy hammer, the pain nearly suffocating him.
He bent down to grab the Thousand-Refined Heavy Silver Hammer from the ground, his trembling roar shaking through the air.
"I'm going with you! If we leave, we leave together!"
He had barely taken a step when Gu Yue suddenly seized his wrist tightly.
Gu Yue's face was just as pale. Though her normally cool eyes were veiled in a glimmer of tears, they were more resolute than ever.
She gripped Tang Wulin tightly, her voice trembling yet impossible to defy. "This is the Spirit Ascension Platform. Xie Xie will be fine. We need to get out now, or all of us will die here!"
"But Xie Xie..." Tang Wulin struggled, tears blurring his vision as his clenched knuckles turned white.
Deep down, he understood it too.
Although injuries in the Spirit Ascension Platform were real, they would not be fatal. But seeing Xie Xie like this still threw him into a panic.
Up ahead, Xie Xie was genuinely close to exploding. This was the damn Spirit Ascension Platform—they would not really die. Yet these two were acting like it was a final farewell.
Could they not just get out already?!
"He'll be fine. Let's get out first. There are Spirit Ascension Platform staff outside; they'll find a way."
Gritting her teeth, Gu Yue did not wait for Tang Wulin to argue again. She raised her hand and pressed the Rescue Signal Device on his Soul Master wristband.