Lu Zhen vomited a mouthful of blood as he stared at the numerous entrances with a frown of confusion on his face.
"What is this place?" he wondered, his expression a mix of bewilderment and frustration.
He couldn't afford to waste any more time. Without hesitation, he chose a random tunnel and sped through it. As he moved, his deformed body slowly began to recover, and his strength returned.
Lu Zhen had adapted to the relentless attacks and was regaining his original form. He continued running with all the urgency of someone fleeing for their life.
The tunnel lacked any Qi patterns, preventing him from using teleportation.
After what felt like a decade but was only a few minutes, he finally glimpsed a faint light at the end of the tunnel.
"Finally," Lu Zhen muttered, his pace quickening to a sprint as he raced towards the light.