Every impact against the floor sent tremors up their legs, throwing them off balance.
The Apostle's pyramid heads trembled violently, black liquid splashing everywhere as it clawed forward.
But even in its desperation, it didn't stop pursuing them, its gazes locked on Yue Lan with that unshakable fixation.
"Almost there… keep going!" the old man gritted through clenched teeth.
His energy was nearly spent, but he refused to slow down.
Soon, under that desperate chase, they finally saw the exit in the distance.
But they couldn't relax yet.
Because behind them, they could still hear the Apostle's desperate cries and the thunderous tremors of it chasing after them.
Shui Ruo almost cried when she glanced back and saw the Apostle crawling toward them at an incredible speed.
Its sobs were horrific, guttural, and relentless.
"Mommy!" she screamed, panic lacing her voice.
"Why are you looking back?! Keep running!" Jian Ruyi shouted from beside her.
