Chapter 161: Ten Thousand Form Art (1)
Rumble!
A soft tremor led to a layer of dust landing on Zhou Xuchuan’s head.
However, the falling dust soon morphed into a landslide.
The far-too-narrow tunnel was crumbling down. It couldn’t endure all the traps and mechanisms coming to life at the same time.
At this point, the nature of these mechanisms no longer mattered.
The real problem was the ceiling caving in at a frightening speed!
Zhou Xuchuan ran at full tilt along the lengthy tunnel's twists and turns.
He moved so fast that Luo Xiaoyue and Little Ghost could barely keep up with him.
Their breathing grew rapid and shallow; they felt like their lungs were on fire, and their hearts pounded away madly against their chest, but they couldn't care less. Their qi was rapidly being depleted as well, but now wasn’t the time to care about that, either.