Ice-Fire Miracle

(I'm awake—ah, here's the third update. Sixue suddenly realized something: why did some newcomers' new novels, barely twenty or thirty thousand words long, already have such high click and recommendation counts? I'm dizzy—jealous, envious, and resentful! We're all newcomers, all writing new novels, yet I only have those few pitiful votes. Boohoo, why are so many people supporting them? Sixue is so jealous! Please show your support!)

Let's not mention the scheming and drawn swords at the volcanic lava mouth for now. First, let's see how things were going with Er Dongsheng.

Gazing at the tiny black speck in the distant horizon, the large and small pair both wore excited expressions! The sky was extremely dim. In this murky underground sea, there were very few sources of light. Only the rocky ceiling a hundred or so meters overhead gave off a faint, hazy glow, making this vast subterranean ocean seem dreamlike, indistinct, and extraordinarily desolate and beautiful!

However, their excitement did not last long before Er Dongsheng noticed something was wrong. The floating speed of Er Dongsheng's great sea bowl seemed to have suddenly increased. In no time, it shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow!

"What's going on?" Why had its speed suddenly become so fast?

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The fierce wind struck his face like blades. The speed grew faster and faster, and the entire boat began to seem unable to withstand the seawater crashing into it from ahead, creaking and groaning incessantly. It looked as though it was about to fall apart!

Bang, bang, bang!

Several bamboo vines began snapping. Every cracking sound made Er Dongsheng's heart thump violently!

"What exactly happened?" Anxiousness appeared on Er Dongsheng's face. On this boundless sea, if he lost this tiny place of shelter, the consequences would be unimaginable!