The Ritual Knife had also lined up perfectly with the Holy Altar, and besides, even if it hadn't, Fang Hong really couldn't care less by that point; he could only hope for a dead horse to act as a living horse doctor.
Choosing another path right now would most likely be futile. According to the messages coming from Dianmo Ran Qingzhu's side, they had taken the route previously traversed by the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team. The Red Cloak Team and the Rain Listeners were well-prepared, not to mention they had the aid of the Night Lizard People. This little trouble would certainly not defeat them.
But it was different for oneself. To find the passage that Dianmo Ran Qingzhu's group had taken amid the labyrinth-like paths of this pyramid would be no easy task, especially if other paths were all sealed. Now, one could only hope to rely on the Papalarians' god-defying luck at this moment.
