Mo Hua landed with the Flowing Water Step, his figure light and gentle, though the soles of his feet tingled faintly.
Once he had steadied himself, Mo Hua looked up and saw that the mist at the Bottom of the Well was not thick, but its blood-red color was more even, flowing slowly through the depths of the well.
Within the Blood Mist, it was as if something was being incubated.
Mo Hua's heart gave a faint tremor.
He felt that he seemed to be closer to some sort of source.
"Young Master?"
Gu An and the other two asked softly.
After entering the Bottom of the Well, they had inexplicably found it a little hard to breathe, their hearts uneasy, so they could not help but all look toward Mo Hua.
Mo Hua examined his surroundings and saw that the bottom of this dried-up well was a stone-built passage, extending in all directions, with no telling where it led.
Gu An and the other two could not see the blood-red color, so they did not know which way to go.
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Follow me."
Mo Hua chose a path and walked straight inward.
Gu An walked slightly ahead at Mo Hua's side, Yu Dahe followed behind Mo Hua, and Gu Quan brought up the rear.
The three of them faintly shielded Mo Hua between them.
Gu An and Gu Quan had received Gu Changhuai's orders that they absolutely had to protect Mo Hua's safety.
As for Yu Dahe, he knew that the life and death of his two young sons all rested on this young master, so this young master absolutely could not suffer the slightest mishap.
The passage was dry and dark, the atmosphere stifling.
After they had walked like this for some time, a