The four froze, exchanged a glance, and followed without the slightest hesitation.
They were not stupid. This situation clearly meant something had changed.
That teleportation point roamed within a certain range, appearing in a different stretch of sky each time. Could Senior Lin have discovered its traces? The four were overjoyed, and did not dare slacken in the slightest. Their escape-lights raced like wind and lightning, their speed already pushed to the limit.
Like meteors chasing the moon, in just a short while they had flown several thousand li. The surroundings were still barren to the extreme; all around this area was the same sort of scenery.
Lin Xuan slowed his escape-light and stopped.
A moment later, the Four Friends of Yan Mountain arrived there one after another as well. They had no time to catch their breath. First they raised their heads, sweeping their gazes over the surroundings, and then each of them revealed an excited expression.
Just over ten zhang ahead, the space had originally been pitch-black as well, but on closer inspection, it was different from the surroundings. Faint spatial fluctuations were coming from there.
They were spatial fluctuations—there was absolutely no mistake about that. It was like a stone had been tossed onto the surface of a lake, rings of ripples spreading outward in all directions. This was precisely the sign and manifestation that the exit was about to appear.
All five could not help letting out a breath of relief. That long wait could be said to have been painful to the extreme, but it did not matter. They would soon be able to leave this place.
Their gazes and attention were all cast over.
However, as time passed, the teleportation point did not open. Those spatial fluctuations seemed to have been sealed by something,