"How much longer?" Si Xiao'er asked.
"At least another day. We've already been waiting for nearly half a month," the old woman replied.
"Then we made it just in time."
The old woman pretended to be angry. "You're acting like nothing happened! You scared us half to death. We didn't even dare tell Dao Master Si."
Si Xiao'er could only say helplessly, "It was an accident. I'm truly sorry."
More and more people gathered—several thousand at least.
Were all these people from the Falling Star Sea? Could any of them have come through the Gate of Burial Garden? Lu Yin scanned them one by one but noticed nothing unusual.
Even if there were any, finding them wouldn't help. Once they knew this was the Falling Star Sea, anyone who could go back would leave; only an idiot would stay. If anyone did stay, that could only mean one thing: the Gate of Burial Garden had already been destroyed.
Lu Yin believed that quite a few people had reached the Falling Star Sea through the Gate of Burial Garden. But with the gate destroyed, no one else would come through. Only the gates guarded by the Eternal Clan would still see visitors.
Lu Yin was glad he hadn't been one of the unlucky ones to appear directly inside the Gate of Burial Garden in West City.
A Corpse King swept across the sky. It was the same one Lu Yin had fought.
Whenever he saw him, Lu Yin felt uneasy, afraid he might be discovered.
Fortunately, a day later, a massive starship appeared, and people began boarding. As it set off toward Sea King's Heaven—or rather, the Eternal Kingdom—Lu Yin watched Cangmang Continent grow smaller and blur into the distance. He had no idea when he would return. Chongshan Dojo still