"Whoosh-"
A rush of wind laden with moisture squeezed impatiently through the crack in the door, lashing Lin Yi's face. A faint, indescribable stench hung in the wind, instinctively bringing to mind a sea surface covered with freshly dead deep-sea fish.
The passage beyond the door was filled with howling wind, like countless ghosts weeping. Lao Mo exerted tremendous force to push the iron door open just wide enough for one person, but could push it no farther.
"You first!" Lao Mo growled. The muscles in his arms bulged like gnarled tree trunks twisted together, looking full of explosive power, yet even so, he seemed unable to force the iron door any wider.
Lin Yi did not hesitate and promptly slipped inside.
As he passed through the doorway, he could distinctly feel the iron door vibrating at some terrifying frequency, reminding him of a high-frequency blade. Even several centimeters away, he felt as though his skin was about to be sliced open.
It was hard to imagine just how monstrous Lao Mo's body was, given that he was holding the iron door open with his bare hands.
Once Lin Yi was through, Lao Mo roared and abruptly forced the door a little wider, then darted through like an agile swordfish.
Even so, the moment he released the hand bracing the iron door, it slammed shut with terrifying force, as though a pair of invisible hands had appeared behind it and were pushing with all their might, intent on crushing him flat.
Just as the iron door was about to behead him, Lao Mo snorted coldly. Everything around him instantly slowed, and the dimensions of space began undergoing strange, distorted changes. Like a man made of rubber, he slipped through the gap in the iron door.
"Layer Leap."
When he landed