Chapter 108: Surviving the Disaster

Somewhere outside the Fire Cloud Pit, a huge explosion occurred.

The power of the explosion affected a large area outside. Many monks were frightened by the faint rumble and the violent vibration under their feet and stood still, not knowing what happened.

When the ground of many tunnels suddenly cracked, and the raging fire dragged the hot magma out of the ground and scattered, these monks suddenly woke up, and jumped up and ran out frantically.

"Run! There is a change in the Fire Cloud Pit, run!" One monk after another shouted to his companions while running.

"There is a flaming grass!" Looking at a flaming grass exposed in the collapsed tunnel, a young monk's tone was full of reluctance.

"It's time to think about these things, if you miss, go!"

The senior brother walking in front turned around and glared at him fiercely.

The young monk naturally didn't understand this truth, but the treasure was right in front of him but he couldn't take it, which made him very unwilling.

Gritting his teeth, the young monk stopped looking at the flame grass and quickly ran out of the cave with his senior brother.

Crack!

A strange sound sounded behind him, and the young monk couldn't help but look back, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

Behind him, the tempting flame grass had disappeared, replaced by a huge crack on the ground, and rolling magma mixed with ground fire rushed out from it and began to spread to both ends of the passage.

"If I hadn't resisted my greed just now and went over..." The young monk didn't dare to think too much, and ran out with his senior brother without looking back.

"Ah!!!!" A scream came from another place outside.

"Junior brother!" "Senior brother!"

The two monks screamed miserably, watching their companions who were discussing the source of the muffled sound with them a moment ago being slowly swallowed by the magma that suddenly emerged from their feet, and screamed inhumanly.

It's not that he didn't want to escape, but things happened too fast, and by the time he reacted, most of his legs had been melted. The magma was all around him, which was more terrible than the swamp. He had no place to get support and could only watch himself disappear into the magma bit by bit.

"Don't come over!"

Seeing his two companions trying to come to save him, he hurriedly stopped them with a stern voice. He could already feel that the magma under him was becoming more and more restless, and he knew that it was about to erupt.

"Go! Go! Go! The magma is going to erupt, go! Tell the master that I can't honor him anymore!"

The two companions saw this, their faces full of grief, bowed slightly and saluted, and then ran out without looking back.

When they turned into the corner, they couldn't help but turn their heads slightly and look back. What was left in the corner of their eyes was the lifeless body of their companions, which was less than half left, and the black and red that seemed to be running everywhere slowly but quickly.

Such scenes were everywhere in the periphery, and countless monks who were looking for treasure outside fled desperately.

Some of them were lucky enough to find the main road leading to the entrance of the tunnel.

Some, like the monk who fell into the magma, screamed and died.

There were also a few desperate criminals who took advantage of the fact that the tunnels had changed drastically and many places collapsed, revealing tunnels that had not been discovered before, and took this opportunity to enter and plunder the flame grass. These tunnels had not been visited for many years, and almost all of them had more or less flame grass, and some were even a hundred years old.

These desperate criminals searched like crazy, like walking on a tightrope, wanting money but not life. Seeing the flame grass of various years being collected one by one, their eyes became more and more crazy and greedy. Whether they could get out was no longer within their consideration. They all knew that risks and benefits were often proportional, and they all believed that they were the ones who could survive.

But the result was only known to them.

It lasted for about a cup of tea, and the vibration gradually subsided. There were very few new cracks on the ground, and the surging magma seemed to have lost its power and gradually solidified with the passage of time.

The people who survived the disaster were full of relief, and they continued to run out without stopping.

They didn't dare to stay.

They didn't know whether the change was really over or just the calm before the storm. They only knew that if they wanted to survive, they had to escape first, and luck would not always favor them.

The origin of the change was unusually quiet at this time.

The open space in front of the fork was larger than before, the surrounding rock walls were much smoother, and the ground was much lower. If someone looked from the side, the open space at this time turned into a spherical space under the influence of the explosion.

On the wall, the tunnels on the left and right were blocked by stones before. At the first moment of the explosion, the stones melted into magma and sealed the two tunnels tightly, integrating with the surrounding melted walls. Only two faint dents proved that they had existed.

The tunnel in the middle was even wider because there was nothing to block it, and it was almost twice the size of before under the high temperature and shock wave generated by the explosion.

In the open space, there was nothing except slightly raised stones and magma that had not yet completely cooled.

The bald man turned into dust at the moment of the explosion, leaving no slag, and Li Chuyi and Yu Yao were nowhere to be found, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

Suddenly, a "dong dong" sound of impact came from inside a black stone that seemed to grow on the ground, as if something was about to come out of it.

The impact sound became clearer and clearer, and finally with a "bang" sound, a piece of broken stone fell off the black stone and flew out, and a hand stretched out from it.

"It's working!"

A muffled male voice came from inside. After another round of knocking and banging, the hole on the boulder was expanded to half a person's height. A short and fat little boy jumped out of it. It was Li Chuyi.

He was mad after surviving the disaster. He waved a broken gourd with holes in his hand and laughed and shouted crazily.

"Ahahahaha!!! I didn't die again!!!!"

"Ahahahahaha!!! Taoist priests are so powerful. When Taoist priests take action, they must be exquisite! With the gourd in hand, I have the world! Hahahahaha!!!!"

"Damn it, the Void Turbulence can't kill me, and the old fool Zang Wang can't kill me. You, this broken life destroyer, named like rat poison, still want to kill me? Bah!!!"

A fragrant breeze blew, and Yu Yao followed him out.

After tidying up her messy clothes, she took out a handkerchief to wipe the dust stains on her face. Looking at the crazy Li Chuyi jumping and jumping, she also smiled widely, full of gratitude and joy for surviving the disaster.

Yu Yao thought they were dead, and it was just instinct that she stood in front of Li Chuyi, wanting to give this mysterious little brother a chance to survive.

When Li Chuyi stood in front of her, she was very surprised. She didn't expect that this little brother who was cowardly and afraid of death would do such a thing.

And when Li Chuyi said those words to protect her, Yu Yao had to admit that she was moved. In addition to being moved, there was also a strange throbbing, just like the throbbing she had for her senior brother.

"It's death anyway. It's not bad to die like this to see his true nature before death."

With this thought, Yu Yao smiled and gently hugged Li Chuyi from behind, wanting to die with him like this.

However, Li Chuyi gently broke free from her arms.

In her surprised eyes, Li Chuyi took out an ugly gourd and blocked it in front of the burning blood-red with a ferocious face.

"Gourd, gourd, if you don't show your power, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

As if it was frightened by Li Chuyi, the ugly gourd actually trembled, and instantly grew larger in Yu Yao's astonished eyes, emitting a soft light that tightly covered the two of them.

Time seemed to have passed for tens of millions of years, and Yu Yao stared blankly at the thin layer of soft light getting smaller and smaller under the impact of the life and soul extinction. It stopped shrinking until the light curtain was still almost close to them, forcing Yu Yao to hug Li Chuyi to minimize the space, and it stopped shrinking, like a stubborn stone, blocking the destructive power of the life and soul extinction outside.

The aftermath of the explosion quickly dissipated, but the ground fire it caused showed no sign of stopping.

Seeing the seemingly endless underground fire and rolling magma constantly rushing over, being blocked by the light curtain and piled up outside to wrap them up tightly, Yu Yao couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Compared to being burned to death, being buried alive seemed to scare her more.

At this moment, a small hand gently stroked her back, soothing her frightened heart.

"I'm here, don't worry!"

Although Li Chuyi's voice was childish, the firmness and maturity in his tone made Yu Yao's heart inexplicably calm down.

She believed in him, she believed that he would not lie to her.

As if she had found a safe harbor, Yu Yao hugged Li Chuyi tightly and buried her face in the not-so-broad back.

"I believe you."