Halfway through speaking, Old Ancestor Fengyue saw He Dazhi standing at the village entrance, constantly studying the ice dome. No wonder he had not seen him earlier; so he had been here.
Ghost King and Old Ancestor Fengyue had nothing to do now, so they headed over to He Dazhi together.
When He Dazhi saw them coming, he said, "Old Ancestor! I heard from the villagers that Little Junior Brother has been gone for a long time! Say, he didn't take Xiaofan with him, so if he gets hungry, wouldn't— Huh! Old Ancestor! Old Ancestor! Why are you leaving?"
Old Ancestor Fengyue and Ghost King hurriedly quickened their pace and ran off. Right now, neither of them wanted to see anyone from Big Bamboo Peak.
"With smoke this thick, why haven't we seen a single mutated Specter?" Loose Cultivator looked around, somewhat curious.
"We'll definitely run into them if we keep going. Those Black-Robed Men probably gathered them all in one place and are waiting for us," Lady Jinling said.
"You finally decided to talk!" Loose Cultivator turned his head to look at Lady Jinling and laughed.
Lady Jinling glared with her pretty eyes and stopped paying attention to this chatterbox.
As Luo Yunji walked, he collected the smoke around him. As for the smoke farther away, he had no intention of taking a detour just to gather it.
Before long, the one man and five spirits stopped at the same time, looking down at the basin beneath their feet.
"There's actually such a huge pit here!" Loose Cultivator walked to the edge and looked at the enormous basin below in surprise.
"They should all be down there," Luo Yunji said, then took a step forward and floated down. The five spirits followed together.
The moment they entered the basin,