Ye Lin turned to look, only to see Wang Zheng walking toward him with a smile.
"Why are you here?"
Ye Lin frowned slightly.
Why was this guy here?
He really was like a lingering ghost.
"Isn't it all because of you? Back in those ruins, you ran off a step ahead of me. I was slower, and they spotted me."
"Now the Sacred Descent Sect has put out a warrant for me. I couldn't survive in Buddha Prefecture anyway, so I drifted all the way here."
Wang Zheng rolled his eyes at Ye Lin and spoke blandly.
"So now you're blaming me?"
Hearing the resentment in Wang Zheng's voice, Ye Lin laughed.
They had run into danger in the first place because he had followed Wang Zheng all the way.
And now this guy was actually blaming him.
"How could I? I'm just complaining a little. I'm not blaming you."
"By the way, Fellow Daoist, what are you doing here?"
"But seriously, the two of us really are fated. We can run into each other even here."
In response to Ye Lin's question, Wang Zheng gave a sly grin, then immediately changed the subject.
"I came here to find someone. The map says this is where Abyss Gate is located, but where exactly is Abyss Gate?"
Looking at the barren peaks below and the mountain ranges stretching without end, Ye Lin frowned slightly.
He had not taken a wrong turn.
Could it be that Abyss Gate was not a sect?
Was it merely a place name?
Seeing nothing at all, Ye Lin could only think of that possibility.
After all, the map offered no introduction to Abyss Gate. Everything was merely his own guesswork.
There was another possibility—that Zhang Ling'er's map was wrong.
"Hehe, Abyss Gate? Fellow Daoist, isn't