"Damn it, this damned place—break for me!"
One of the young men's face twisted with rage as he punched the mountain wall beside him. With the might of a Spirit Transformation True Person, he could level a colossal mountain ten thousand zhang high with a casual gesture.
Yet now, his full-force strike had not even left the slightest mark on the wall. It was simply absurd.
"This place is too strange. What do we do, Senior Brother? Keep going forward or head out?"
The woman in red could no longer remain calm. Her face filled with anxiety as she asked Zhao Liu.
"We continue onward. Junior Sister Yanran has vanished—something inside this mountain must be behind it. At present, the only thing we can do is keep going deeper and see whether we can find Junior Sister Yanran."
Zhao Liu spoke with a solemn expression. If they left now, not only would they have come for nothing, they would also have lost a junior sister. That was something he could never accept.
Now, they could only grit their teeth and press onward into the darkness.
"I'll lead from the front. Wang Zhao, hold the rear."
Zhao Liu said to the woman in red. Here, Wang Zhao was the strongest person besides himself.
With one of them at the front and the other at the back, they could greatly reduce the chance of anyone else vanishing.
Since that mysterious creature did not dare show itself openly, it meant that it feared them.
The group followed Zhao Liu deeper toward the end of the cave.
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, where are you? Senior Brother!"
In a place shrouded in darkness, Nangong Yanran, dressed in white, hugged her arms and looked around as she cried out again and again.
She clearly remembered following