After the battle with the White Bone Fate Lord, the atmosphere within the group became somewhat somber.
Mainly because Qin Jun remained silent with a cold expression, leaving the others unable to say much.
Even Mo Xuanzi, who was usually a chatterbox, did not dare speak. He was baffled—what had happened to everyone?
Following behind Qin Jun, Fairy Nan Su kept pondering what relationship Qin Jun had with the Extreme Flame Demon God, and what relationship Ji Bubai and Ji Yongsheng, mentioned by the White Bone Fate Lord, had with each other.
Each of them harbored their own thoughts as they continued onward for several more hours before finally stopping.
They came beneath an ancient tree a hundred zhang tall to rest.
The old tree bore no leaves. Its bare branches and charred-black surface made it seem as though it had endured a great fire, yet it still stood unyieldingly upon the earth.
Qin Jun flicked his sleeve and asked, "Do you really know where the River of Returning Souls is?"
Although Prison of Fate was vast, only after entering did Qin Jun realize just how vast it truly was. It was like an entire Great World.
At this pace, when would they ever reach the River of Returning Souls?
And when would they obtain the Cold Moon Glazed Grass?
Qin Jun intended to search for the Cold Moon Glazed Grass first, then seek traces of the White Emperor.
Along the way, they had already encountered many formidable beings, including the Number One Heavenly Pride from five hundred thousand years ago. He could not help worrying whether the White Emperor had also fallen into becoming one of these ferocious creatures.
"I do. It's in the deepest part of Prison of Fate. That place is fraught with peril and dangers everywhere..."