The Kirin Clan's Fruitless Search
Yan Jin froze for a moment, then gave a wry smile before saying solemnly, "As long as it's for the Kirin Clan, I'm willing to brave a sea of blades and mountains of fire!"
"I know." He smiled without surprise and patted Yan Jin on the shoulder. "But I can't let you brave this Dragon's Pool and Tiger's Den alone."
"It's too late today. First thing tomorrow morning, we'll all go down and take a look. I want to see where those Dragon Clan fellows all died!"
Everyone nodded and sat down to meditate and cultivate, adjusting their condition. The night passed in silence.
At dawn the next day, just as the eastern sky began to pale, Nangong Hongye opened his eyes first.
He walked to the edge of the abyss and peered down. The depths were dark and unfathomable. If they couldn't find the Dragon Clan's bones here, then there was nothing left to explore in Dragon Burial Valley.
Before long, the sky grew brighter. The eight of them formed a ring around the abyss, spaced dozens of meters apart.
"Make sure you're wearing your Jade Pendants. Don't lose them. We'll need them to keep in contact with one another." Nangong Hongye gave the order in a low voice.
"Yes!" Everyone answered loudly, then followed him as he leaped into the abyss.
The fierce wind slashed at them like sharp blades, making them squint as they yearned to reach the ground as quickly as possible.
After the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, Nangong Hongye was the first to land at the bottom of the abyss.
The damp soil clung to his shoes. He frowned and tugged, finally managing to pull one foot free.
He surveyed his surroundings. It was