Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi had no time to speak, fleeing desperately amidst the earthquake.
Using all their strength to rush out of the cave, the two of them tumbled onto Ten Miles Slope, suddenly seeing the mountains crumbling and the earth cracking.
The waterway leading to Huaxi Valley collapsed, blocked by huge rocks. The sinister wind was like a knife, and a hundred thousand resentful ghosts howled as they approached.
"It's over, there's only that one exit from Ten Miles Slope." Jiang Yuebai lamented.
"No worries, we'll fly out."
Lu Nanzhi took a piece of willow leaf from her storage bag, which grew in the wind, transforming into a small curved boat floating in mid-air. Holding a jade talisman, she stepped on first and turned around to extend her hand.
Jiang Yuebai got up from the ground, grasped Lu Nanzhi's hand, and boarded the willow leaf boat.
As the boat sailed in mid-air, a gale howled, and with a loud rumble, Yinfeng Creek's half-mountain collapsed.
