Fang Hong's figure moved, immediately triggering a series of attacks by the purple flames.
But as he spun with the secret door behind him, it only caused the flames to crash into the rotating stone gate's pivot. Fang Hong felt a massive quake behind him, losing his balance and falling into the pitch-black darkness ahead where he couldn't see his hand in front of him.
There were a few steps behind the door, causing him to miss a step and fall heavily forward. Fortunately, the stairs weren't too high, only causing him minor bruises.
That thing was still outside pounding on the door, making the ground in the darkness shake, with the sound of dust falling from above, as Fang Hong felt sand constantly getting into his neck and collar.
He coughed heavily twice, got up from the ground, disregarded the dust all over him, and hurriedly took a crystal from his chest and tightly gripped its lower end.
