The ghost realm was collapsing. If we didn't get out now, we might really end up trapped in here.
Mao Jing's eyes lit up at those words, and a hint of delight appeared on his face.
His hatred for the Nine Corpse Daoist ran deep into his bones.
Seeing me rise, Pan Ling spoke up as well.
"Brother Jiang, are you all right now?"
Zhang Yuchen added, "Brother Jiang, it seems your cultivation has improved again!"
As the two spoke, I nodded directly.
"I'm fine now. The Nine Nether Toxic Miasma strengthened my qi.
My cultivation may seem to have improved, but it has actually damaged my body.
Let's get out of here quickly!"
Everyone looked surprised after hearing that.
But this wasn't the time to discuss it.
Nor did they pay any attention to the waves of sinister, baleful energy radiating from my body...
They all nodded and stopped dwelling on it.
Getting out of here was the most important thing right now.
Third Master merely swept his gaze around. The surroundings were cracking apart, yet everything remained dim.
There was no way to determine the direction of the exit...
Master spoke at that moment.
"The qi is in chaos. It's hard to determine the direction we came from."
Daoist Qingshan took out his compass as well, but it was useless.
"For now, we can only take it one step at a time!"
Third Master, however, took out a small white paper crane.
The moment the paper crane appeared, I froze for a moment.
There was faint ghostly qi on it.
It seemed somewhat similar to the one Xiao Yu had given me back then.
As I was still surprised, Third Master said, "Don't worry. With the young lady's Guiding Paper Crane, we won't lose our way!"
As he