The hall, once serene and reverent, was instantly plunged into a strange frenzy.
The face of the Divine Statue at the head of the hall was shrouded in thick incense smoke, indistinct, as though mocking, as though indifferent...
Outside the hall, the high sky was clear and cloudless. Several ginkgo trees stood like broad canopies, their branches and leaves swaying in the breeze, peaceful and tranquil.
Deep beneath the sea.
Zhong Kui Yueji furrowed his brow deeply. Before entering the Eternal Night Desert, he had already consulted a great deal of intelligence within the imperial dynasty.
But this was, after all, his first time entering a Fallen Immortal's Dream Realm. He had never expected that simply answering a prayer would cause such an enormous upheaval.
After a brief moment of thought, Zhong Kui Yueji turned to the other prayer, still pleading incessantly beside his ear.
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Underground.
Dark, obscure, heavy, oppressive...
Ning Wuye came to his senses and glanced around. He didn't see Zhong Kui Yueji, but he had expected as much.
After all, before the two of them entered the Eternal Night Desert, they had already reviewed the records from their sect about everything in the desert.
Both he and the Crown Prince knew these most basic facts very well.
It was just that this was the first time either of them had entered a Fallen Immortal's Dream Realm, and they knew little about the specific dangers within.
Ning Wuye looked around and quickly determined that he was underground in the Dream Realm.
There should be quite a few "Original Immortals" here.
Their goal on this trip was to stop the Fallen Immortal from awakening. The first thing they had to do now was spread their Honorific Title!
As he pondered, intermittent prayers reached his ears: "...I humbly pray