"Hurry, run faster!" Jie and Ouyang Jin ran at the front. The route they chose determined everyone's fate. The pressure was enormous.
Now the palace seemed to be infinite in its supply of strong acid. In some places, the acid was like a drizzle, unavoidable. At other times, the acid dripped slowly, allowing one to dash across swiftly.
What was worse, this mechanism was exquisite. The constant drips of acid forced others to change their route in small scales, and led them to dead ends, where they would then be overwhelmed by concentrated acid.
Now, Su Hui and her company were facing this situation. Regardless of how they ran, strong acid was dripping behind them. The degree was not intense, but they dared not to break through by force. So these drips of acid overhead made them move forward.