The young disciple understood the importance and danger of this mission, so he did not dare slack off in the slightest. He fixed his gaze on the direction in which the Black Robed Figure had fled and pursued him without hesitation.
Along the way, the young disciple studied his surroundings with complete focus, overlooking no detail. At last, he noticed something—during his escape, the Black Robed Figure seemed to have deliberately left behind an eerie aura. The aura was extraordinarily dense, as though it were guiding the young disciple toward a specific place.
The young disciple's heart stirred. He immediately realized that this aura was likely connected to the legendary Forbidden Land. Though he felt somewhat uneasy, he still decided to follow it and investigate.
As he ventured deeper, the surroundings became increasingly grim and terrifying. Mist filled the air, the light was dim, and strange gusts of wind occasionally howled through the darkness. The eerie aura also grew denser and denser, making his skin crawl.
What was more, all kinds of strange spell traps began appearing one after another. Some were spikes hidden beneath the ground, some were massive boulders that suddenly crashed down from above, and some were Yao-Mo and Ghosts that attacked on their own. The young disciple dealt with these traps cautiously, not daring to let down his guard in the slightest.
However, just as he thought he had avoided every danger, a swarm of phantom-like vengeful spirits suddenly surged toward him from all directions. Their faces were twisted with ferocity as they pounced at the young disciple with claws bared, shrieking miserably all the while.
Seeing this, the young disciple immediately unleashed an immortal art. A Chaos Core shone with dazzling light in his hand. The light was like an overwhelming force, driving the vengeful