Zhang Chen tapped his toes lightly, landing on Zhong Xiang: "I say, your protective flame is really powerful. In just one hundred and twenty breaths, it melts out a cave over thirty meters deep. If you went full force, wouldn't a mountain vanish in an instant? What tier is this flame of yours?"
Zhong Xiang glared angrily at Zhang Chen, eyes wide, not saying a word, his gaze seemingly able to shoot out fire.
"Fine, if you don't want to say, no big deal." Zhang Chen looked at the quartz stone in the cave, then casually sat on Zhong Xiang's waist, recalling the structure of the tomb.
"I haven't entered the tomb yet, so it's hard to confirm my exact location. If I could enter the tomb and find my coordinates, maybe I could figure out the coordinates of the tomb." Zhang Chen pondered this for a moment, then activated his skill. The water underground rapidly receded, returning to the bottom of the big pit in no time.
