Lin Xuan opened his eyes, his expression turning grave. If he and Yue'er had not guessed wrong, and this place truly was the Indeterminate River, then the danger was tremendous.
Though it was one of the Three Sacred Lands, this place was different from Demon Spirit Island. There would be many powerful Yinhun and ghost creatures here. He had to find Qinxin as quickly as possible, or even though she was an immortal cultivator at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, she might still fall into extreme danger.
At that thought, anxiety flashed across Lin Xuan's face. Yue'er returned into his sleeve, and green light surged all over Lin Xuan as he shot forward.
Somewhere an unknown distance away.
Ouyang Qinxin slowly opened her eyes, a trace of confusion appearing on her pretty face, which was like that of a sixteen-year-old beauty.
"I'm still alive?"
Ouyang clearly remembered the scene of being swallowed by the vortex. At any rate, she was also a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm. Though her experience was not as broad as Lin Xuan's, she had still read descriptions related to the Spatial Vortex in ancient texts. At the time, she had truly thought she was dead for certain.
Unlike Lin Xuan, after entering the vortex, her consciousness had been rather muddled. Only now did she finally wake from her coma.
There was nothing strange about this.
In terms of cultivation, Ouyang was far inferior to Lin Xuan, especially in the strength of her divine sense, where the gap was even greater. Naturally, then, she woke somewhat later than Lin Xuan.
"Where is this place?"
Ouyang used an inner-vision technique and first checked herself. Finding that neither her body nor her magic power had anything wrong with them, she could not help letting out a