10 minutes later.
In a large mass of flesh.
Xiang Zilong's eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was solemn.
He looked down at himself.
The tunnel he had dug earlier had already healed.
Moreover, the surrounding flesh was squeezing toward him continuously.
But that was not the strangest part.
Because,
According to Xiang Zilong's calculations of the distance,
After five minutes,
He should have already dug through the flesh and reached the ground.
But now,
Ten minutes had passed.
He was still in the flesh and could not sense the external situation at all.
Layers of flesh,
Nearly completely blocked his perception.
"Hmph."
Seeing the flesh getting closer,
Xiang Zilong snorted coldly.
He had not activated the Breathing State before.
Nor had he used the Nuclear Fist.
He was just worried that the commotion would be too big and attract Chen Sheng.
But now,
Faced with the pressing flesh,
Xiang Zilong had no other choice.
