"Cough cough..." Ning Yu wanted to show himself, to tell them that he was still alive, to explain everything, but the violent coughing prevented him from making any sound. He could only watch helplessly as the voices of doubt and dissatisfaction spread like a plague among the crowd.

"Enough!" Mu Xue roared, interrupting the crowd's discussion. "What's the point of saying all this now? The most urgent thing is to find the leader, not to blame each other here!"

Her words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the anger that had just begun to rise in everyone's hearts. Yes, the most important thing now is to find Ning Yu, not to fight amongst themselves here.

At the bottom of the giant pit, Ning Yu listened to the sounds coming from above, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He knew that his impulsive actions had brought enormous losses to the team and plunged everyone into panic and unease. But he was truly unwilling to give up like this, unwilling to let those who had harmed them go unpunished!

He struggled to his feet, the intense pain causing his vision to blur. But he didn't give up. He endured the pain, carefully recalling every detail of his encounter with the mysterious force, trying to find a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough.

Time ticked by, and Ning Yu's consciousness began to fade, but he still didn't give up. He knew that if he gave up, he would truly have nothing left…

Just as he was about to grasp some clues, an even more powerful force suddenly descended, enveloping him entirely. Ning Yu felt as if he had been sucked into an endless abyss of darkness, surrounded by a suffocating sense of oppression, as if he might be swallowed up at any moment…

In the endless darkness, Ning Yu felt like a fallen leaf, swept into an inescapable hurricane. The mysterious force was omnipresent, like an invisible giant hand tightly gripping his throat, making it impossible for him to breathe or struggle.

"Damn it, what the hell is this?!" Ning Yu roared inwardly, but all he received in response was endless silence and repression.

He tried to activate his supernatural abilities, attempting to use the power of fire to dispel the darkness, but all his efforts were in vain. His abilities seemed frozen, completely unusable, unable to even ignite a spark.

"Is this the end?" A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Ning Yu's heart. He still had so many things left to do; he hadn't found his way home yet; he hadn't...

"No! I can't give up!" Ning Yu bit his tongue hard, the intense pain temporarily relieving him of the suffocating despair.

He must live!

He must find a way to break this force!

He wants...

However, just as a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart, the mysterious power suddenly became violent, as if it sensed his resistance and wanted to crush him completely.

Ning Yu felt his body being torn apart and squeezed, his bones creaking painfully as if they might break at any moment. His consciousness began to blur, and various images flashed before his eyes: the world before he transmigrated, scenes of him fighting alongside Mu Xue, and more…

"Ning Yu! Hang in there!"

A familiar voice, as if coming from the distant horizon, pierced through layers of darkness and entered Ning Yu's ears.

It's Mu Xue!

Ning Yu's heart skipped a beat, and his will to survive was rekindled. He struggled to open his eyes, trying to see what was before him, but what greeted him was a chilling crimson color...

"Oh no! He's going to..."