Qin Yan's face was flushed scarlet, and as her eyes moved, there was even a faint trace of hidden grievance in them.
Yet Lin Xuan did not know the cause and effect of the matter at all, much less that both of them had received Sound Transmission Talismans sent in the other's name.
There were truly many twists and turns in between, but they would be very hard to explain clearly in such a short while.
On the night of the full moon, the two of them strolled through the forest, yet amid the charming atmosphere, there was also a faint, strange flavor mixed in.
At the same time, deep within the mountain's belly.
The three Nascent Soul Realm old monsters each displayed their divine abilities. Yin winds howled sharply, Sword Qi surged and rolled, and the light emitted by that restrictive grand formation had dimmed by a great deal, looking somewhat on the verge of collapse.
Explosive sounds still kept entering their ears. After about the time it took to eat a meal, spiritual light flashed, and the light screen strangely brightened again.
The three were not alarmed but delighted, each strengthening the attacks in their hands. This was nothing more than the last radiance before the restriction shattered.
Boom!
The light screen trembled, like a small boat in a storm, and was finally split into two halves. An oval passage appeared before them.
"Let's go. Who knows what trials there are ahead." The short-statured cultivator surnamed Chen spoke in an even voice, yet he took the lead, walking at the very front of the three.
The white-haired old man and the beautiful female cultivator exchanged a glance, then hurriedly followed at a quick pace.
This passage was clearly much wider than the previous one, with a diameter