Not long after Tang Mo and Jingjing finished their preparations, the last petal of the Desert Flower slowly unfurled.
The blood-red petals seemed to be plated with a layer of fuzzy golden light, causing anyone who saw it to momentarily forget what they were even trying to do.
A masterpiece of uncanny workmanship was thus revealed to all.
It was not something any artist could create; it was a great work of art bestowed upon humanity by the universe itself.
"Quick, down we go! The thing underneath should have appeared by now!"
Lin Shourong was the first to react. He grabbed Lin Yu and jumped into the quicksand, and the two of them were instantly swallowed by it.
"Let's go."
Ah Bin's sickly expression was swept from his face. Without giving Lisa a chance to respond, he grabbed her hand and followed close behind, their figures disappearing into the quicksand.
