In an instant, every muscle in Lin Ye's body tensed to its limit. The coiled energy surged violently toward the tip of his spear.
There was no time to think!
The spear in his hand became a primal, pure line of death, tearing through the air as it stabbed straight for the hideous, gaping hole in the Crystal Spirit Race larva's chest!
This was his only chance!
"Lin Ye—?"
At the exact moment his spear lunged forward, a cry filled with anxiety and worry echoed from the dark tunnel behind him!
It was Zhang Yuqing!
Lin Ye's action didn't pause in the slightest.
The sleeping, curled-up Crystal Spirit Race larva's tightly shut single eye, set in the center of its featureless face, snapped open!
A deep violet light, like a miniature supernova, erupted within the wreckage of the train car!
"SKREEE—!"
A bizarre, high-pitched screech drilled directly into Lin Ye's eardrums!
Lin Ye's head rang with a loud BUZZ, and the world began to spin!
