Living Soul Hall

By gradually reducing the number of people, the group finally determined that the Teleportation Array could transport no more than five at a time.

After two rounds of teleportation, everyone reached the next area.

After a brief moment of weightlessness, Song Wen found himself suspended in midair above a snow-covered mountain.

Song Wen looked around, his brow slowly furrowing.

He had assumed there would be another array on this side, one that could take him back to the Divine Blood Hall's mountain gate.

But he was in midair. Where was the Teleportation Array?

"Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, is there any way back to the area around the mountain gate?" Song Wen asked.

"No." Gou Jun's tone was stiff.

Song Wen's heart sank slightly.

Without a way to teleport back, his original plan had fallen through.

He had wanted to slip away from the others and go back to find Blood Brow. Now that seemed impossible.

Though Blood Brow had yet to appear, Song Wen was certain she would come to the Divine Blood Hall.

Fortunately, he had left some things for her outside the Divine Blood Hall.

Once she saw them, she would know where he had gone.

Since he was here, he might as well settle in.

Song Wen began examining the snow-covered mountain before him.

It rose roughly ten li, its slopes buried beneath thick snow. Only a few patches of brown rock showed through.

Low vegetation grew around the foot of the mountain.

Some demonic beasts were hidden among its slopes.

The strongest of them were only at the middle stage of the Third Rank. Intimidated by the auras Song Wen and the others gave off, they all cowered in their nests, trembling.

"The spiritual energy here is remarkably dense," Song Wen said in amazement.

The spiritual