"Office Lord, please follow me. Senior Sister Duan is just ahead!"
Zhao Anping led the way, passing through a belt of withered forest, taking two turns, and arriving at a hidden mountain hollow.
Duan Shuyun and Martial Man stood behind a black rock, observing the distant cliffside mountain wall.
Seeing Lin Heng, Duan Shuyun quickly came forward.
"Junior Brother!"
"First Senior Sister, what's the situation?"
Duan Shuyun's expression was not very good, and she briefly recounted what had happened.
"When we arrived, Sun Hao and Bai Yi had already entered the Immortal Palace one step ahead. The entrance to the Bai Clan Ancestral Land is inside that mountain. The entire mountain is part of the Immortal Palace."
She pointed at the cliff ahead.
"But when we were about to follow them in, more than a dozen Martial Path cultivators suddenly emerged from the entrance."
"What levels were they?"
"From Spirit Transformation to Dao Integration, varying. But the eerie thing was, they didn't fight like normal people at all."
Duan Shuyun frowned and explained, "How do I put it... it was like they had no reaction to pain. Even when injured, they didn't dodge or retreat. Two of them were heavily injured by us until their bones were broken, but they were still charging forward."
"And their eyes were somewhat hollow too..."
"Hollow?" Lin Heng drew in a deep breath.
"Yes." Duan Shuyun nodded. "Those people... felt like puppets, as if someone was controlling them."
Lin Heng and Dugu Feng exchanged a glance.
They really were puppets.
Just as Ancestor Qingyang had previously speculated.
"How long have Sun Hao and the others been inside?"
"From when they went in until now... counting the time we spent traveling and waiting, almost six days."
Six days.
With the Immortal Palace's maze-like internal structure,