Of course, as for what expressions the four behind him wore, what they were thinking, or whether they would survive, Li Su had no mind to spare for any of that right now.
If anything happened, they could talk about it after this was over—provided they were still alive.
Right now, he had only one thought, one single idea.
Escape. Escape the Yin Stone mine veins.
Unfortunately, one pause, two obstructions, three magical treasures.
Far, far too much time had been wasted.
What remained was no longer a straight path, but an arc. In other words, Li Su needed to exert himself several more times before he could get out.
That meant he had no way to maintain top speed.
No, forget top speed—he had already dropped below the speed of sound.
After all, explosive bursts of power were not like the Speed Force from some D. This method of acceleration was more like a fighter jet capable of Mach-speed flight.
Did he think that thing could make slight turns while flying at Mach speed?
It couldn't, right?
A fighter jet couldn't, and naturally, neither could Li Su!
Thus, as he looked at the not-so-distant exit, Li Su's expression gradually turned ugly, darkening into gloom.
He couldn't get out!
Under these circumstances, he was slower than the other side.
They would not even need to reach the entrance. At most three more bends, and he would be caught.
And clearly, after that bend, there was still quite a long distance between him and the exit.
Damn it, damn it.
Damn bastard!
Couldn't he have just let him go?
Why did he have to be so damned handsy? Why did he insist on being so damned handsy??
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. At that moment, Li