Qingqiu.
The Divine Temple.
Dense, flourishing vines, soft moss.
Amid the mournful sweep of the wind, a Jade Tree swayed in the courtyard. Its crystalline branches and leaves chimed pleasantly, like a jaunty little tune drifting through the broad, imposing hall.
In an instant, two figures appeared at the entrance. They were "Fu Qiong" and "Zisai."
Their Spiritual Senses flashed like lightning, sweeping over their surroundings in a blink, yet they found nothing unusual.
Without hesitation, they strode forward, repeatedly forming Magic Seals with their hands as they began inspecting the entire Divine Temple inch by inch.
Tap, tap, tap...
In the empty temple, the Human Race figures were tiny as ants. Their faint footsteps echoed within, mingling with the whistling wind like the rustle of insects.
Soon, they finished inspecting the rest of the Divine Temple and arrived at the courtyard where Pei Ling had led them inside earlier.
The courtyard remained just as vast. As the Jade Tree swayed, its lustrous leaves drifted down one after another.
The ancient well stood quietly beneath the tree.
"Fu Qiong" circled the entire courtyard, then put away his Magic Seals and frowned slightly. "The Jade Tree, the ancient well, the walls, the ground, beneath the ground... There's nothing wrong."
Not far away, "Zisai" was likewise deep in thought. "Indeed..."
He suddenly asked in a grave voice, "When you fell into the Nine-tailed Fox Clan's hands, how did you get caught?"
"Fu Qiong" replied calmly, "I came to the Primordial Wilderness at daytime. As soon as I left that place, I appeared beside Pei Ling."
"But for some reason, Pei Ling stood there without moving. He didn't respond to my questions or to anything happening around him."
"During the day in the Primordial Wilderness, the ten suns hang in the sky, and