Under Ye Han and Teacher Lan Qing's stares, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race did not even blush. "What are you staring at? Did you expect me to drag him out?"
Ye Han frowned. If the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race refused to explain, this was hardly the time to press the matter.
Instead, Ye Han asked, "Then which way do we go? Didn't you say the Spirit Baleful Ghost Cave was just beyond the Spirit-Devouring Abyss?"
Teacher Lan Qing also asked gravely, "Exactly, Old Thief! What are you playing at?"
The three talked as they sprinted onward. Violent rumbling and tremors came from behind them; clearly, the Centaur Wraiths were catching up again.
Ye Han also sensed that the farther they ventured into the Death Maze, the denser the death aura within the spirit-devouring aura became. This damned maze clearly had restrictions and an environment capable of gathering death aura.
That suddenly reminded Ye Han of the fellow brimming with death aura who had been sucked into the Heaven-Turning Treasure Pagoda. Could he also be connected to this Death Maze?
Beside him, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race offered a thoroughly irresponsible defense. "How would I know?! This is my first time here too! Maybe we went the wrong way. The Spirit-Devouring Abyss is enormous, and we had to keep detouring around those spirit-devouring creatures. We're lucky we made it across at all!"
After a pause, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race's gaze grew solemn. "Now that we're in here, the Centaur Wraiths behind us are the least of our worries. If we run into that terrifying Lord of Death, we'll have only a road to death ahead! That fellow is one of the three mysterious beings in the Tower of Hell. We'd better keep the noise down, or we'll be in trouble!"
Hearing this, Teacher Lan