There were no lighting facilities in the abandoned mine tunnel. Xuan Zi and Du Busi restrained their Soul Power as they moved swiftly through the pitch-black passage.
The rails beneath their feet had long since rusted, and collapsed wooden support frames could occasionally be seen along both sides of the tunnel.
This mine tunnel had once been used to transport rare metals. It had been abandoned after the vein was exhausted decades ago.
The Holy Spirit Cult had reopened certain underground sections, turning it into a secret passage that crossed the border.
Xuan Zi walked in front, holding a small detection Soul Tool in his hand.
The readings on the Soul Tool remained steady throughout.
Half an hour later, a sealed metal door appeared ahead. Xuan Zi took out the metal plate Long Xiaoyao had sent him and inserted it into a groove beside the door.
The mechanism turned, and the heavy metal door slowly opened to both sides.
Beyond it was an abandoned warehouse.
More than a dozen people dressed as miners stood inside. Their faces were pale, and an icy aura they could not completely conceal clung to them. Every one of them was an Evil Soul Master from the Holy Spirit Cult.
The moment they saw Xuan Zi and Du Busi, their expressions changed.
Du Busi swept his gaze coldly over them, and the pressure of a Rank 98 Super Douluo spread through the warehouse.
Two weaker Evil Soul Masters dropped to their knees on the spot, while the rest were pressed down until they could not raise their heads.
Just then, steady footsteps sounded from the depths of the warehouse.
"Du Busi, after all these decades, you still have that same temper."
Long Xiaoyao emerged from the darkness. He wore an ordinary black robe, his jet-black