The cultivator was slow to process Chen Fan's question. What kind of place was this? How could he possibly know?
His expression immediately fell into a mournful mask, convinced that Chen Fan was deliberately making things difficult for him.
"Fellow Daoist, y-you are a magnanimous man—please spare me this once! This is our first time here too. How could we know where this is? Really, we were all dragged down by a black beam of light," the cultivator begged. At the mention of that black beam, lingering fear still showed on his face. He did not seem to be lying.
"A black beam of light?" Chen Fan asked coldly, feigning ignorance.
"Yes. We accidentally stepped into empty space from atop a huge boulder and fell down. We tried to leave on Magic Tools, but those black beams corroded them all. We couldn't even use our True Essence Power," the cultivator said, nodding repeatedly.
Only then did Chen Fan become certain. These people had most likely encountered the Artifact-Devouring Insects as well!
At the same time, he understood that if that Golden Core Realm youth had not lost his Magic Tool, Chen Fan likely would not have been able to kill him so easily.
After pondering for a moment, Chen Fan looked again at the emblem embroidered on the cultivator's robes and asked gravely, "Which sect are you from?"
"The... the Heavenly Heart Sect!" The cultivator did not dare lie, for he had seen Chen Fan looking at the symbol on his clothes.
"Where is the Heavenly Heart Sect?" Chen Fan continued.
The cultivator froze at once. "Y-you don't know the Heavenly Heart Sect?"
Chen Fan did not answer. He merely looked at him coldly.
"The Heavenly Heart Sect is on Heavenly Mountain. Heavenly Mountain is a massive mountain in our