"Let's go."
The earth still shook and the mountains trembled.
Chen Jing could already see that two of the cave openings they had come through had been buried by fallen rock. Only one passage remained open.
With a few bounding leaps, the two reached the entrance.
They plunged straight inside.
Both used Qinggong, racing along at tremendous speed.
Along the way, they saw several places where enormous rocks had collapsed and blocked the passages.
They rounded a bend.
Chen Jing turned his head and found an enormous crimson lizard head looming right before him. His pupils contracted in alarm.
Yet his senses had detected no living creature at all.
Looking more closely, he saw a depression smashed into its skull. It was already stone dead. Understanding dawned on him. This Fire Lizard must have been a native of the underground depths, just like the Crimson Flame Gold Beetles.
But the intruding martial artists had disturbed it, and someone had killed it with a single palm strike. Judging by the wound on its head, Grand Commandant Zhang had probably done it.
Unfortunately, Grand Commandant Zhang had also perished in the lava.
He had not even left a corpse behind.
Still, he had died alongside the vast treasure he had yearned for.
In a sense, he had met a fitting end.
Chen Jing sighed inwardly, but did not let it delay him. The two turned and were just about to leave.
A figure suddenly shot toward them out of the darkness.
In an instant, a blazing Great Sun seemed to rise through the pitch-black cavern, crashing straight into their minds!
Great Sun Visualization Method!
Damn it.
An ambush by that Fire-Worship Sect bastard!
Chen Jing cursed inwardly.
Scorching palm force came surging toward them with boundless might.
Master Xuanyang thrust out both