The group unleashed their flames, blasting a large hole through the thick vines.
"Let's go."
Ling Tianyu saw that the vines didn't replenish in time, and quickly led the people to jump through the hole.
Everyone rushed forward desperately, and the Seven Monsters and Six Saints were no better off; at this moment, no one was caring for anyone else—each had to save themselves first.
Those with ability crossed over; those without could only stay behind.
Ling Tianyu led the charge, getting ahead of the Seven Monsters and Six Saints, entering into the next area.
"We're close to the interior of the ancient tomb now," Haotian Saint Supreme said, looking at the stele ahead.
It's common to have a memorial stele when you're about to enter, and the ancient tombs from the Desolate Wilderness Era are no exception.
"These are Desolate Wilderness characters." Ling Tianyu glanced at the words on the stele; they were extremely ancient, and to be honest, he couldn't fully recognize them.
