Pei Ling furrowed his brow, immediately realizing that there were too many Dao Integration Cultivators in the main hall. In those few short breaths just now, Su Xirou had not only fought with all her might but paid a horrifically heavy price to save him from the Illusion Realm.
If Su Xirou had suffered so badly, then Meng Hongxuan and Huan Yunzhen...
At the thought, Pei Ling's heart sank. But he quickly suppressed his emotions, scooped up Su Xirou, and darted toward an empty room.
"Creak."
The lattice door, apparently long untouched by guests, was shoved open.
As stale dust swirled through the air, Pei Ling hurried inside with Su Xirou in his arms.
The moment he crossed the threshold, the lights throughout the entire Post Station flickered and went out all at once.
From outside, it looked as though a colossal beast had crouched beside the building and swallowed it whole.
Handprints of all sizes appeared on the door, packed densely together like stars scattered across the sky. In an instant, they covered the entire lattice door, as if searching for any opening through which they could enter.
Everything was exactly the same as in the previous Illusion Realm.
The room was spacious and bare. Apart from a bed, there was nothing else.
Pei Ling quickly laid Su Xirou on the bed, then yanked down the bed curtains. As the tattered curtains fell in a cloud of rotting dust, he too hurried onto the bed and lay down beside her.
The moment he closed his eyes, knock, knock, knock.
A crisp knocking sounded from outside the door!
Pei Ling didn't answer, but his muscles tensed all over, on high alert and ready for the scene from the previous Illusion Realm to become real.
Before long, the knocking stopped.
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