"Fellow Daoist Feng has already climbed into the darkness above. We should not linger here either. It is time to set out."
Having spoken, Yi Ji walked to the cliff's edge first and began climbing along the route Feng Zhongli had taken.
He Ying True Person and Shi Qingcang then climbed onto the rock face in succession.
"Fellow Daoists, I shall go on ahead." Yuan Rong glanced at Song Wen and Xuan Li, then followed the three of them up the cliff.
"Yang Yu, aren't you leaving yet?"
Seeing that Song Wen showed no intention of moving, Xuan Li asked in puzzlement.
She was clearly wary of Yi Ji's group and did not address Song Wen as "Extreme Yin."
"Wait a little longer."
As he spoke, Song Wen stared intently at the backs of Yi Ji and the others.
As the four of them climbed higher and higher, the feather fan Yi Ji had stuck at the back of her neck grew farther away, and the surroundings gradually darkened.
"Why wait?" Xuan Li was utterly perplexed.
If they waited until Yi Ji had gone far away and the surroundings had become completely dark, they would no longer be able to see the protrusions on the cliff face, and climbing would become far more difficult.
Song Wen's lips moved as though he wanted to say something, but in the end, he sighed inwardly and replied.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Li, you go on ahead. I'll bring up the rear."
Seeing Song Wen's hesitant expression, Xuan Li gazed at him for a moment without saying anything more, then turned and climbed up the cliff face.
Time slowly passed.
More than half an incense stick later.
The surroundings had become completely dark.
Song Wen looked up and could see only a faint point of