The flames behind him followed like a shadow, with a heat intense enough to melt gold and stone, sweeping past Lin Mo time and again. The entire Crimson Flame Valley had turned into a sea of fire due to the Crimson Flame Demon Lion's rage.

Lin Mo's mind was stretched to its limit.

Yet, at this moment, his brain was unprecedentedly calm.

He didn't run around like a headless chicken, but instead strictly followed the route he had planned in advance, weaving through the complex terrain. Every rock that could serve as cover, every steep slope he could use for leverage, was utilized to the fullest.