Deep within the Yin Vein, the once surging ocean gradually subsided, showing its deep and boundless bottom.
This was a sign that the Yin energy gathered from the various Yin Veins was receding, meaning this Yin Sacrifice was about to end.
Behind the Lotus Dao Platforms, the golden stream connecting to the Yang World had also become exceedingly faint.
Polar Day was about to pass, and the connection between the Yang World and the Nether Realm could break at any moment.
Behind the hanging curtain of heaven ahead, figures seated in meditation slowly rose to their feet, preparing to leave this place.
Li Qing, immersed in refining Nether Marrow, quickly noticed this scene as well.
He first turned back and took a look at the rear. The golden stream behind him had now turned into an extremely faint thread, as though it might snap at any moment.
Seeing this, Li Qing immediately called out:
"Fatty Wu, wake up! It's time to go!"
Yet Wu Chong seemed not to hear him at all. He remained seated cross-legged atop the stone Lotus Dao Platform, as immovable as a great bronze bell.
His eyes were tightly shut, and he showed not the slightest reaction to the movements outside.
Li Qing was taken aback slightly, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
"Fatty Wu, wake up! If we don't leave now, we won't be able to get out!"
Before entering, Wu Chong had said that the stream of Yang energy behind them was the key to leaving this place. If they failed to leave in time, they would have to remain here forever.
Such incidents had not been unheard of in the Nether Realm's past.
Without exception, every cultivator who had failed to leave in time had either died here or vanished completely. In