Dao Wuji felt his face burn.
How did he know that that old brat, Mentor Zhou, would be so unclear with his words.
Was this f*ckin' called a steep incline?
This was simply a vertical cliff, alright!
This was a straight freefall. Dao Wuji accumulated energy in his dantian, and he stepped on his right foot with his left to propel himself upwards.
He originally thought that he would soar into the air, so he did not expect to plummet toward the bottom at an even greater speed instead.
"Wah!"
"Wahhh!!" Screams from the kids were accompanied by the sounds of things rolling down. Everybody rolled toward even deeper depths with an abnormally fast progression.
You Xin's expression changed.
Everybody could feel as if a formless current had wrapped around them, and that their bodies were getting pulled down by a tyrannical force.
F*ck!
