The two Old Wangs temporarily put the greater good first, reaching a truce and continuing to lead the way.

As for Cheng Xin, Fighting Tiger was specifically tasked with monitoring him to prevent any further tricks.@@novelbin@@

The eight of them moved through the crisscrossing maze of branches, sometimes climbing, sometimes leaping, until they finally reached the top of the entire underground space. Everyone just had to stand on tiptoes and stretch out their hands to touch the cold rock walls of the dome.

Gao Yang fed more Flame into the palm of his hand, further illuminating the surroundings, and immediately became alert: "The branches are moving."

Everyone else noticed too. The branches that penetrated the dome were slowly writhing, occasionally accompanied by the falling of fine stone chips.

Judging from the direction of the branches' movement, they were retracting.

Everything indicated that the "focus" of the entire space was shifting towards the roots and the ground.

The branches under everyone's feet were also writhing, and the eight of them had to constantly shift their footing to barely maintain their positions.

"Where's the exit?" Fighting Tiger looked at one of the Old Wangs.

"It will appear soon," said Old Wang. "You'll know in a moment."

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