Su Xiao pressed his body against the rock wall and moved sideways, slowly advancing. He glanced at the other four people, who were all staring intently at the lake of lava as if something terrifying was lurking within it.
Although their current position was dangerous, it wasn't too risky as long as they were careful. This made Su Xiao suspect that these four might be hiding something from him. He stopped focusing on his feet and began to pay attention to the lava lake below.
Suddenly, a loud pop echoed as a fist-sized gas bubble burst in the lava lake, sending molten rock flying high into the air.
A splash of lava landed on the priest's calf, and a wisp of black smoke rose up, filling the air with the smell of burnt flesh. The priest gritted his teeth in pain but didn't make a sound.
Su Xiao furrowed his brow, wondering if there was something in the lava lake.
“Are you okay, Father?” Mist Island Xin asked, concern written all over his face, though his voice was barely above a whisper.
The priest's expression changed dramatically as he stared at Mist Island Xin.