Lin Zhen's expression turned incomparably grim as he looked at the missing half of his arm. The magma on the wound was still creeping upward along his arm.
Everywhere the magma passed, his arm was burned away.
"Damn it, what the hell is this thing?"
With a single slash, Lin Zhen cut off the remaining half of his arm.
Watching the magma close in on him from all sides, Lin Zhen's face became exceptionally ugly.
What exactly was this magma?
It could actually corrode even his arm?
And before this magma, even his laws possessed not the slightest ability to resist.
"Damn thing."
Lin Zhen's expression darkened. With a casual beckon, a long spear appeared in his hand.
He thrust out the spear, and the magma scattered at once. Yet in turn, tiny spots appeared across the surface of the spear in his hand?
"How is that possible? Even my acquired spirit treasure can't block it?"
Looking at the spear riddled with holes, Lin Zhen's face filled with shock.
At this moment, he finally panicked.
He watched the ever-approaching magma around him, retreating step by step.
Without the Godslayer Sword, there was no such thing as a safe place here.
And Ye Lin had already sealed shut the passage leading forward to the burial chamber.
Now, all that awaited Lin Zhen was death.
"Damn it. Once I get out, I'll make you beg for life and be denied death."
Lin Zhen's expression was grim as he took a jade box from his robes.
Looking at the jade box in his hand, pain flashed through Lin Zhen's eyes, but in the end, he slowly opened it.
Outside, Ye Lin stood at the cave entrance with his arms folded, quietly waiting.
Whether in strength or speed, he was no match for Lin