บท 1875: We Have No Choice But to Squeeze Through

Fortunately, Lei Zongchao still left behind scarlet afterimages.

They were like shining beacons in the endless night that guided the rescuers forward.

For the rest of the journey, the rescuers climbed very carefully.

They stared at the Battle God's vitality magnetic field as long as they could and drew a burning path in the darkness.

They didn't want to pry into the cracks that might absorb their souls.

They would stop every five minutes even if there were no abnormalities. All of them would conduct a self-examination and check each other's physiological parameters to see if there were any problems.

Just like that, they continued to climb down for about half an hour. They had already climbed to a depth of about four to five hundred meters from the exit of the rift.

If they were near the Earth's core, such a depth would be enough to produce a high temperature of nearly one hundred degrees and suffocating pressure.