The growing dread in her heart deepened as An Yiqing's peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of An Zhifeng and the others who had moved to the entrance of the wooden house.
With a slight movement of her right hand, she signaled: hurry!
Following the command, An Zhifeng and the others swiftly and lightly dove into the underground passage, running for their lives.
But it seemed the heavens were not looking out for them, for after more than thirty people had entered, the frenzied man suddenly came to his senses.
"Dare to run?! I'll kill you all!"
A shadow flashed past, and An Yiqing's heart lurched in panic, her Vital energy desperately circulating within her, allowing her to laboriously keep up with the man's speed through her Clairvoyant Eye.
"Run fast!"
With a sharp cry, An Yiqing quickly stepped forward, shielding An Zhihuo from the man's lethal strike.
In the clash of the strong, a mere step could mean the difference between victory and defeat.
