The two Bronze Sparrow Palace disciples flew downward, trembling.
These two Bronze Sparrow Palace disciples had usually been Scarlet Luo's favored and capable subordinates, but at this moment, both knew that Scarlet Luo had used them as meat shields to scout the way.
Scarlet Luo did not dare disobey Luo Bei at all, while these two Bronze Sparrow Palace disciples likewise did not dare disobey Scarlet Luo. Both knew full well that Scarlet Luo was surely cursing Luo Bei endlessly in his heart. If they defied Scarlet Luo's orders, Scarlet Luo, with nowhere to vent her resentment, would likely kill them without mercy at the first opportunity.
So the only thing these two Bronze Sparrow Palace disciples could do now was look carefully, proceed cautiously, and pray inwardly that there was no terrifying formation below.
Looking down from above, there seemed to be faint streams of silver light below. But once they drew closer, the two Bronze Sparrow Palace disciples discovered that apart from a barely perceptible fluctuation of magical power, there was no silver radiance before their eyes at all—only a veil like a layer of mist.
A cold, damp chill unique to the underground continuously drifted up from within.
With a whoosh, one of the two terrified Bronze Sparrow Palace disciples formed a white Bone Spear and shot it into the mist not far below him.
The whistling sound of it tearing through the air echoed for a long time. Judging from the duration of the sound, the white Bone Spear fired by the Bronze Sparrow Palace disciple had traveled at least forty or fifty zhang. In other words, beneath the thin mist was surely an extremely vast space. There were no especially intense magical power fluctuations, and after the long echo trailed away, the sound of wind