"Yiyi, quickly climb out."
Although this mountain isn't towering, it's twice the size of a villa, and its weight is unimaginable. Even Yun Mengyao, no matter how strong, cannot withstand it; she can only barely slow the mountain's descent.
She was forced down on one knee, and the ground beneath her was cracking. Her entire cultivation was pushed to the limit, with colorful streams of light swirling continuously.
"Sister Yiyi, come out quickly, please climb out!"
Qin Wan'er and Liu Yiren cried out loudly.
Spurt!
Yun Mengyao's internal energy surged from the pressure, and she spat out a mouthful of crimson blood.
"Yiyi, hurry out, I can't hold on much longer."
