The group followed the passage they had entered through back the way they came, eventually returning once more to this familiar world.
But the moment they emerged, they were dumbfounded. When they had entered, the vegetation had been lush and vibrant with life. Now, ruins lay everywhere.
Not a single intact thing was in sight. At a glance, it was clear that a great battle had once erupted here.
"A highly unusual aura is spreading through the air. This aura wasn't left behind by Golden Immortal cultivators."
Wang Xiaoyu extended a hand, frowning as he made his assessment.
The others frowned as well upon hearing this.
It wasn't left behind by Golden Immortals?
Then what the hell had left it behind?
Among all the myriad races in the world, there was ultimately only one designation: Golden Immortal cultivators.
And now, this aura had not been left by a Golden Immortal. Could it have been left by some Primordial Unity Mystic Immortal instead?
There was something wrong with that statement.
Yet after they examined it for themselves, they realized that Wang Xiaoyun had been right.
The aura permeating the air was something they had never heard of and never seen before.
Still, everyone chose to leave this place and look elsewhere.
"What do you think left this aura in the air?"
In the sky, Gu Qingzhi walked beside Ye Lin and asked.
She wanted to see what this man, shrouded head to toe in mystery, would say.
"Eerie."
Ye Lin's expression remained calm, his tone indifferent.
He could not have been more familiar with this aura. It had been left by the Eerie.
The kind of Eerie that could transform into anyone.
He had dealt with the Eerie before, and knew their aura all too well.
"Eerie?"
Gu Qingzhi frowned at