"That wasn't true space collapse?" Jing Yingli immediately realized that someone had simulated space collapse. If she had tried to just run away, she would've been dead already. Ye Mo had seen through it quickly and released the octagonal cauldron to block it.
"Thanks for saving me again." Jing Yingli didn't see what Ye Mo burned off, but it clearly wasn't something good.
Ye Mo nodded, "You saved me before, don't sweat it. But I think this Truth Fall Palace level seven isn't simple. It seemed to have been taken over by something. It must've not been like this before."
"I also feel this place isn't right, let's go quickly—" Jing Yingli shivered, but she stopped in the middle of her sentence. Where could they go? Go to level eight or back to level six?
Ye Mo said, "We have nowhere to go now. We don't know the stairs to level eight, but even if we find it, can we go up? We can't go back down, so the only way is to wait until we get teleported out."
