Crack! Crack!
Dust continuously shook loose, and the Xu Huoyao originally spread across the passageway for lighting seemed startled, scattering in all directions, swiftly retracting into their mother body.
The wind howled, the tide surged, and the ancient riverbed, dry for countless years, began to dampen at this moment. Clear water seeped from the ground and the sidewalls of the rock, even transforming the ceiling of the cavern into a Shuilian Cave as if someone had flipped a switch.
Mist filled the air, rejuvenating the once-dry riverbed. The sight left the four of them dumbfounded, their eyes all focused on Cen Yueyue.
"I, I, I..."
Her lips trembled.
The words "eternal damnation" were swallowed back down by her, while the monkey sculpture still maintained its semi-sitting, semi-squatting pose in the corner, its eyes slightly lowered. From that monkey face, one could discern a hint of pity and compassion, then the expression on the stone sculpture visibly changed.
