Even after they had advised them so earnestly, these people still refused to wake up. What could they possibly do?
As the saying went, kind words could not persuade a ghost determined to die.
A day later.
"Alright, it's your turn."
In the pitch-black place, Dugu Feng handed the small knife to Poison Venerable before slowly sitting down in front of him, shielding Poison Venerable behind him.
Ahead of them, the two people who had been busy earlier still had not finished, continuing their business in complete abandon.
Seeing this, Dugu Feng merely curled his lips into a faint smile. Go on, keep going. Don't stop, whatever you do. The longer it lasted, the better.
Time trickled by, and another day passed.
Poison Venerable behind him had also finished. Taking advantage of the moment when the two people in front had entered the most critical stage, the pair turned and slipped out of the place.
The two people in the distance had no idea that the two people under their watch had long since vanished without a trace.
Once they emerged, the two looked at the boundless desolate mountains before them and fell into thought.
"Where... is this?"
Poison Venerable turned to look at Dugu Feng.
With a confident expression, Dugu Feng pulled a scroll from his robes and slowly unfurled it with both hands to inspect it.
A moment later, Dugu Feng abruptly raised his head.
"We're in the Heavenly Sword Sect. This is the Heavenly Sword Sect's Back Mountain, and a powerful formation suppresses this place. We can't act rashly."
Dugu Feng looked thoroughly vexed. He had thought that escaping their predicament would mean they were safe, but they were still within the Heavenly Sword Sect.
And they were in the Heavenly Sword Sect's Back Mountain, where the