Just when Wu Lin thought she was about to be strangled to death, Deng Yunlan suddenly let go of her hand.
Wu Lin immediately gasped for air like a drowning person suddenly receiving it, her neck now marked with five clear fingerprints.
Deng Yunlan stood up slowly. It wasn't out of kindness or leniency; she simply intended to spare Wu Lin's life as a potential hostage at a critical moment.
"Hmph, do you think we came here solely for the dragonfire?"
Deng Yunlan stared at Wu Lin and suddenly let out a cold laugh.
Then, she turned and looked at an underling, pulled a key out from her body, and tossed it over, instructing, "Get to it."
The Demon Cultist caught the key Deng Yunlan tossed over and immediately walked towards the volcanic pit, all the way to the edge, stepping onto a thick iron chain spanning both ends.
She moved slowly forward on the chain, walking gradually to the middle.
