Master's words brought all of us back to our senses.
Only then did we realize that the danger had not completely passed.
The wildfire sweeping toward us, the crackling sounds of burning in our ears, the wave-like scorching heat—every single thing warned us of the danger we were in.
I hurriedly picked up the Black Umbrella and the paper crane, then shouted,
"Go! Down the mountain!"
With that, I shoved the Black Umbrella into the sword bag and supported Master.
Mao Jing held Pan Ling's hand, while Zhang Yuchen followed beside them.
Eldest Senior Brother turned into a ghostly spirit and floated ahead to scout the path.
"This way, this way..."
Our group staggered as we began running down the mountain.
But before we had gone far, the wind rose around us.
As soon as the mountain wind picked up, the fierce roar of flames sounded behind us.
When I looked back, I saw the distant wildfire sweep upward like a tornado, racing up the old trees to heights of twenty or thirty meters. It was terrifying.
I had grown up in the mountains, and my grandfather had been a forest ranger. I knew very well how terrifying a mountain wildfire could become once it took shape.
It would become an inferno that could burn down an entire mountain in the blink of an eye, killing every living creature on it.
Even if you buried yourself in the dirt, the scorching heat could steam you alive...
"Quick! The mountain wind's up!"
I shouted.
The others were also terrified and all picked up their pace.
But the wildfire came too quickly. Its whooshing roar sounded like a fire demon howling.
We could see the swaying flames closing in on us, continuing to spread through the forest ahead.
If we had not