Yet what happened now went far beyond Tang Changsheng's expectations. Although the flames had driven back the strange face's attack, they clearly had not broken this Illusion Realm!
My Wishfire is supposed to be the bane of illusions, yet it couldn't break this one... Is this even an illusion? If not, what is it?
As he pondered, the sounds of fighting reached him from the distance. His spirits lifted. Finding Gu Junjie or any of the others would be good... though finding True Person Yuan Zicheng would be best!
Tang Changsheng darted toward the noise. But just as he was about to round a bend, a figure carved into the wall suddenly came to life and swung its weapon at him.
"What the hell..." Tang Changsheng cursed under his breath. Without hesitation, he flicked a spark of Wishfire at it and swept past like the wind.
Behind him, the figure in the relief screamed as it perished in a sea of flames.
Tang Changsheng pressed on through trap after trap. The walls held more than strange faces; countless other bizarre, fantastical things could turn into lethal traps.
There was no telling whether the solid stone step beneath his next footfall would split open and swallow him whole.
Nor could he know when a huge, ashen snake might emerge from the stone wall, coil around him, and strangle him alive.
In short, everywhere Tang Changsheng passed became a sea of flames. His Sky Silver was being consumed so quickly that he had to add another bottle.
Fortunately, these were only small bottles of Sky Silver. The stuff was precious and usually counted by the pellet, so Tang Changsheng had prepared small bottles of a hundred pellets each.
Even so, after crossing over and fighting battle after battle, he had used a