Hearing the call for help, Luo Feng and Yuan Ying accelerated to their maximum speed, dashing towards the cave.
After advancing several hundred meters, a figure suddenly burst out from the cave ahead. It was Xiao Liang, wielder of the Cold Star Spear, the man who had previously argued with Yuan Kong.
At this moment, his silver spear was gone. He was covered in blood, his clothes riddled with small, scorched holes. He looked utterly wretched, constantly glancing back as if fleeing something terrifying.
"Yuan Ying, save me!"
Xiao Liang's face lit up with joy when he spotted Luo Feng and Yuan Ying, and he scrambled towards them.
Just as Luo Feng and Yuan Ying were about to approach, suddenly—
A fierce wave of heat surged from the cave, sending dust and rocks flying.
This blast of heat was no ordinary phenomenon. Even with his Yuan Qi protecting him, Luo Feng felt his skin begin to sear, and the small pebbles on the ground started to melt.
