Yi Yun's palm was covered in cold sweat. It was like he had been dropped into an ice pit!
What do I do now?
He did not know how long the battle between the firebird and the pure Yang spirit would last. And no matter whether it won or it was defeated, this place would become his burial ground if he carried on staying here!
Escape!
This was Yi Yun's first thought, but where could he escape to?
This burning hell was extremely deep and it was fraught with dangers. When Yi Yun descended into this place, he used the Purple Crystal's vision to avoid all the desolate beasts and proceeded bit by bit.
If he tried to escape out of here and use the turtle speed he used to avoid desolate beasts, then no matter how far he ran, he would be chased by the firebird to his death.
If his speed was too fast, then he would very likely rush into danger and be killed by other desolate beasts!
