Prodigal Wretch

"Th-that, of course I don't want to." Ye Xing scratched his head with an awkward laugh.

"Let's go, up first."

The two flew upward.

Just halfway up, a clump of dirt fell from above, landing squarely on Ye Xing's forehead.

With a crisp slap, shattered soil debris scattered all over his face, and a small pinch even hung on the bridge of his nose.

"Eh?" Ye Xing looked up, his face full of perplexity. "How is there a stone?"

Before his voice trailed off, the pit wall began to shake.

The surrounding rock walls emitted a dull sound all at once, cracks spreading rapidly, and large swaths of crystallized rock layers peeled off from the pit wall.

They crashed toward the bottom of the pit below, the sound of impacts merging into one.

"The pit is collapsing, go up quickly!"

Lin Yi circulated Dao's Carefree Song, his figure pulling a residual image as he shot violently toward the pit opening.

Ye Xing frantically urged his spiritual power to fly up behind, his face turning flush red as he used every ounce of strength he had.

"Big brother, wait for me—!"

Only quite a while after Lin Yi rushed out of the pit opening did Ye Xing tumble and crawl out from inside.

When he landed, his entire body plastered directly onto the charred ground, his chest heaving violently.

The huge pit behind him collapsed with a roar the exact second he completely left, the raised smoke and dust surging dozens of yards high.

"Huff, huff, huff..." Ye Xing lay on the ground panting for a long time, looking at Lin Yi with a wronged expression. "Big brother, why didn't you take me with you when you ran?"

"It was just an ordinary collapse." Lin Yi lowered his head to sweep