The shards of ice, like icicles, continuously rushed towards Lin Chen.
With a flick of his wrist, Lin Chen unleashed a wave of heat that vaporized the ice, and his body, like a bolt of lightning, shot into the pink flames.
"Ah!"
A cry of agony echoed from within the cave.
From that roaring cry, Lin Chen could feel that Li Mengli was suffering immense torment.
When Lin Chen charged into the cave, his expression instantly turned grim.
Li Mengli's entire body was engulfed in pink flames, her clothes already burnt away to almost nothing.
At that moment, she was curled up on the ground, her fingertips deeply embedded in the icy cave floor.
Seemingly sensing Lin Chen's arrival, Li Mengli lifted her head, her hair disheveled, her face as pale as paper, her body covered in blood.
