Huang Yuelan stayed close behind Yang Lingtian.
She watched him casually dismantle or bypass one terrifying restriction after another, her eyes flashing with astonishment.
Young Master Yang's methods were truly unfathomable.
Not only was his combat prowess heaven-defying, but his attainments in formations were also profound beyond measure.
Following him, restrictions that would have given even Peak Heavenly Gods a headache seemed not to exist at all.
"Follow those two! They seem to know the safe route!"
Some cultivators who had narrowly escaped death behind them also noticed Yang Lingtian's peculiar movements.
As if they had seized hold of a lifeline, they all converged toward Yang Lingtian, hoping to follow him forward.
However, Yang Lingtian's speed was astonishing.
Moreover, he had no intention of paying any attention to the people behind him.
Chaos Power circulated around him as he brought Huang Yuelan along, weaving through the complicated passages like he was teleporting.
Before long, he had left his followers far behind.
Those cultivators who had tried to keep up with him lost Yang Lingtian's guidance and soon fell into the surrounding restrictions once more.
Some were trapped by a Confinement Array, while others triggered killing arrays and perished on the spot.
Along the way, Yang Lingtian saw quite a few cultivators' corpses sprawled haphazardly across the passageways.
Their deaths were gruesome, enough to make anyone's heart tremble.
Yet his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, as though he had merely seen some stones by the roadside.
The path of cultivation had always been this cruel, with opportunity and danger existing side by side.
Without sufficient strength and fortune, forcefully seeking things that did not belong to oneself would often lead to precisely such an end.
About an hour later, Yang Lingtian finally brought Huang Yuelan through the layers upon