Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Young Gilas, Sandstorm King!

Chapter 106 Beneath the Desert!

Lin Xia stopped, his brows furrowed. He squatted down, grabbed a handful of sand, and let it slip through his fingers like fine streams of water.

"Trouble..."

Lin Xia muttered to herself, her tone heavy.

"This is all powdery sand down here, and it's incredibly fluid. While Larva's 'Digging' technique can temporarily solidify the passage, the sand here is too loose. Solidifying it would require a huge amount of soul power, and the effect would likely be short-lived. Once we go deeper underground, the solidification will fail, and the passage will collapse instantly..."

Lin Xia recalled Mr. Lou Gao's stern admonition.

"Xia, remember! When working underground, especially in unstable geological environments, safety is always the top priority!"

"Soul power can protect you from rocks, but it can't stop the suffocation and pressure of billions of grains of sand! Even a titled Douluo trapped deep underground might not be able to escape unscathed!"

The cases of top-tier Soul Masters being buried alive, which Lou Gao had described, instantly flashed through Lin Xia's mind, sending a chill down her spine.

This seemingly harmless sea of ​​pink sand was, in his eyes, nothing less than a giant maw that devoured life.

Young Kiras seemed to fully understand Lin Xia's concerns.

It jumped down from Lin Xia's arms and stood steadily on the soft sand, its short legs sinking only slightly—its own weight and natural affinity with the earth made it appear more composed than Lin Xia at this moment.

It patted its chest, which was covered with dark lava carapace, with its little paws, making a muffled "thump thump" sound. Then it raised its head and let out a few short but firm cries at Lin Xia.

"Yo-ji! Yo-yo-ji!"

Lin Xia instantly understood its meaning.

"Let me down! I can do it!"

Looking at the confident light flashing in Young Kiras's scarlet eyes, Lin Xia fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

Indeed, Young Giras is no ordinary soul beast.

It is the larva of the Tyranitar that "eats up a mountain," a natural darling of the earth and rocks.

It should have spent most of its life digging and devouring ores deep underground.

The underground is, in a sense, its home.

Its lava shell, strengthened by the phoenix divine pattern and tempered by the essence of the sun, possesses unimaginable defensive power and adaptability to earthen and rocky environments.

Moreover... he has an unbreakable bond with Young Gilas.

If any unavoidable and deadly danger arises underground, he can instantly recall Young Gilas to his Martial Soul Space, which is the greatest guarantee of safety!

"it is good!"

Lin Xia nodded emphatically without hesitation, her eyes becoming extremely serious.

"Young Gilas, go down! But remember this: safety first! If anything seems wrong, or if you feel you can't control the situation, stop digging immediately, or call me! I'll pull you back right away! Understand? Don't be reckless!"

"Yoji!"

Young Gilas slammed his breastplate down again, making a crisp sound, his crimson eyes flashing with a reliable "Leave it to me" look.

It took a deep breath, its small body lowered slightly, and a calm and heavy earthy yellow light instantly emanated from its body, covering its entire form.

With a low growl, Young Gilas plunged its two front paws, covered in lava carapace, into the powdery sand beneath its feet!

An amazing thing happened.

The powdery sand, which was originally flowing like liquid, seemed to be injected with some kind of coagulant the moment it touched Young Gilas's claws!
A thin, rock-like hard shell quickly spread outwards from its claws, forming a temporary hardened platform about one meter in diameter.

Immediately afterwards, Young Gilas's body, like a high-speed rotating drill, used all four legs to dig downwards with a smooth and rhythmic motion!
The hard, lava-like claws easily pierced through the temporarily solidified sand layer. Its small body, like a pebble thrown into water, instantly disappeared beneath the sand. At the edge of the excavated opening, the solidified outer shell held for a few seconds before, under the immense pressure of the surrounding quicksand, it emitted a soft "crackling" sound and began to slowly crumble and collapse. The loose, powdery sand quickly flowed back, completely burying the opening in the blink of an eye, leaving only a slightly sunken sand pit and a ring of fine swirling patterns formed by the flowing sand.

On the ground, there was no trace of Young Gilas, as if it had never existed.

Lin Xia's heart jumped into her throat.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and focused all his mental energy into his body. Through the invisible martial soul bond, he tried his best to sense the location, status, and vague information transmitted back to Young Gilas.

Darkness is the eternal theme of the underground.

But for the young Kylas, this is not an obstacle.

Its scarlet eyes gleamed faintly in the absolute darkness, like two tiny lava gems, enough to see the surroundings clearly.

More importantly, its perception has long been integrated with the earth.

Each time its claws pierced the sand, each subtle vibration from its body moving through the passage spread out like ripples and bounced back, clearly outlining in its mind the structure, density, and even tiny cavities of the sand layer within a few meters around it.

It digs extremely fast, yet with exceptional caution.

With each swing of its lava claws, it precisely embedded itself into the weak points of the sand layer. The excavated sand was skillfully slapped against the tunnel wall behind it. Through the ingenious use of the "Sand Power" property, the sand was briefly "compacted" and coated with a weak layer of solidification energy, barely supporting the tunnel from collapsing immediately.

But this consumes a lot of resources, and it must keep moving forward to open up new safe zones before the solidified energy dissipates.

As you go deeper, the moisture and stickiness of the sand seem to increase slightly, and the pressure is also steadily increasing.

The silt layer began to contain some small gravels, increasing the resistance to excavation.

At the same time, the strange fluctuation that attracted it became increasingly clear.

It's no longer the pure, stable energy radiation of a mineral vein, but rather a kind of... pulsation with a certain "rhythm"?

Sometimes faint, like a distant heartbeat; other times clear, like the long breath of some sleeping behemoth.

This pulse contains an ancient, profound, and even... indescribable sense of "order"?

It was this complex feeling, so different from that of a mineral vein, that made it impossible to identify before.

suddenly!

"Shhhh—!"

An ominous, faint crackling sound came from the wall of a passage that had just been excavated above Youngkiras's head!

The curing energy has been exhausted!
Large swaths of silty sand collapsed like a burst dam, instantly blocking its escape route!
The surging sand flow, carrying enormous potential energy, pressed down on it!
"Yo!"

Younggilas reacted with lightning speed!

Instead of trying to resist the power of nature, it instantly curled up, with the part of its back covered by the hard lava shell and the crimson phoenix divine pattern facing upwards, while its claws fiercely dug into the sand walls on both sides that had not yet collapsed to stabilize its body!
Boom!

A large amount of sand poured down, crashing heavily onto its thick carapace!

A dull thud echoed from underground.

The phoenix pattern on the carapace lit up faintly in response, dispersing and dissipating the impact.

Although the impact caused its body to sink slightly and a lot of sand and gravel to seep into the cracks in its shell, it was not a serious injury.

It shook its head, shaking off the loose sand from its shell, its scarlet eyes becoming even more wary.

The threat of quicksand is indeed everywhere!
(End of this chapter)