"Why isn't there even a single ambush?"
Song Heng led over thirty elite members of the Ancient Underworld Race out of the Eternal Night Ruins. They traveled several li without seeing so much as a shadow of an outsider, and doubt rose in his heart.
An old man beside him analyzed, "Perhaps the Heavenly Pillar is about to close. Those timid outsiders feared being trapped here, so they fled back early."
Lu Feng was similarly puzzled. By all rights, those people should have seen that he was not a member of the Ancient Underworld Race and known that he would certainly leave the Eternal Night Ruins before the Domain Realm closed. It would have been only natural for them to lie in ambush and seek revenge.
Or was an even greater scheme waiting for him?
It was not until they neared the pillar of teleportation light leading out that Lu Feng's thoughts finally settled. Even if there truly were some plot afoot, at this point, it could no longer have any effect.
Disguised in a brand-new set of black robes, he blended among Song Heng's thirty-odd "Rogue Cultivators." Once they rushed out in a swarm and scattered in every direction, there was no way he could be caught again.
"Don't forget what you promised the Old Clan Leader," Song Heng warned Lu Feng as he directed his clansmen to leave.
"There is no need for me to intervene in what follows," Lu Feng replied calmly. Seeing surprise and irritation flash across Song Heng's face, he tossed him an array diagram. "Once you reach the outside world, follow what is marked on it, and you can reverse the restrictive barriers within your bodies yourselves."
"It's that simple?" Song Heng was stunned. "Then why didn't you tell us earlier—"
Suddenly realizing something,