A Tangdao formed in Luo Lang's hand. He lifted the Tangdao and hung Little White, whose tentacles were tied up in a knot, from the blunt edge of the Tangdao.
Although Little White accidentally sat on Ling Lan, she wasn't really angry about it. However, in order to let Little White understand that there was a price to every mistake it made, she didn't mind punishing it with this mild punishment.
Little White's glowing body lit up the passageway quite well. After walking for a few hundred meters, they finally could see the end of it.
The three of them hastened their pace. But, they soon realized that it was a forked path. There were three routes in front of them.
"Where shall we go?" Luo Lang asked.
Ling Lan's gaze turned sharp. She pointed toward the leftmost route and said, "This way."
Her Profound Insight told her that the leftmost route was where she would find her answer.
