Twenty minutes later, first floor of Bottomless.
Two figures clad in pitch-black cloaks were dashing wildly down the corridor, trailed by a group of pursuers.
"Go, go, go!"
"Archer, shoot him, hurry, shoot!"
"Why are you yelling, why don't you try blocking them... fuck!" Amid the chaos, a barrage of voices erupted, filling the dim corridor with noise.
"Absorb the Demon Breath, Xiaoyan, quick!" Du Yu didn't speak out loud, only sent the command through their contract.
The Cold Qi abhorred him, shying away from his presence, meaning there was no Cold Qi in the small area around Du Yu.
"Ying!" Xiaoyan responded. In that moment, roaring flames and blazing heat swept up behind them.
Compared to when they first stepped onto the first floor, both Du Yu and Li Mengnan now looked visibly grim.
After all, only a handful of people made it to the second floor; most participants still lingered on the first.
Their biggest problem was the total amount of Demon Breath.
