Outside the Black Abyss, Ding Jun stared anxiously at it, confusion in his eyes. He was still puzzled by what Fang Mo had secretly communicated to him.
"If anything happens in the Black Abyss, don't stop anyone from entering. And don't go in yourselves!"
Ding Jun furrowed his brow. Even now, he couldn't make sense of what Fang Mo meant.
Bi Qiong watched Ding Jun pace restlessly. A hint of puzzlement flickered in her eyes, but she still offered reassurance. "Senior Brother Ding Jun, there's no need to worry. Fang Mo wouldn't have gone in without some confidence. We may hear from him soon."
True Lord Yuanhua raised his brows and said coolly,
"The Holy Son is exceptionally powerful. Finding True Lord Hanli and the others should be no trouble for him."
"Shut up! Just because you can talk doesn't mean I think you're mute!" Ding Jun shot Yuanhua a cold look, his face full of disgust. He was thoroughly sick of seeing Yuanhua's old face.
"You..." The smile froze on True Lord Yuanhua's face, turning to anger. He was just about to snap back when the Black Mist suddenly surged. The clouds, which had been expanding, rapidly contracted and retreated toward the Black Abyss Rift, like the tide going out.
"What's going on?"
Yuanhua and Bi Qiong both changed expression, staring at the retreating Black Mist in confusion.
"Something really has happened. Looks like Fang Mo was telling the truth!" Fierce light blazed in Ding Jun's eyes. He had assumed Fang Mo was merely worried something might go wrong, and had asked him to stand by so he could send for help if needed.
But now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all!
"The Black Mist is retreating. Should we go in and take a look?" True Lord