Superior Tomb Site, Whereabouts of the Women, Flower Thief Li Xian, Saving the Women Alone

Snow blanketed Flying Dragon City; the Worry-Relieving Tower relieved vexation, sorrow, and worry. Then, without warning, heaven and earth collapsed. Carved beams and painted rafters, famous paintings and calligraphy, jewels and porcelain, brocade carp and jade cups... all were buried beneath the ruins. Lamps and candles toppled, lamp oil splashing everywhere as flames spread. Dancers fled in terror, honored guests scattered in all directions, forming a scene of utter chaos.

Some had been enjoying a spring night when disaster struck. With no time to care about anything else, they burst naked through the doors. Cries of alarm and screams rang out, and they were a sorry sight indeed. Such a vast pavilion completely collapsed within a quarter of an hour. Crowds gathered before it to watch, their discussions endlessly clamorous. Those who had escaped with their lives secretly counted themselves fortunate, while the onlookers, shocked beyond measure, could not stop lamenting.

The tower had been exquisitely designed and grandly imposing. For it to be destroyed for no reason was truly a great pity!

A muddle of footsteps sounded. Feathered-Wing Junior General Yang Xinqiang, elders and disciples from the various sword sects... all rushed over upon hearing the tremendous crash. Yang Xinqiang's eyes were full of terror, his face twitching. He had already lost tremendous face today, having needed others to rescue him from the Fluff Net. Now he heard this terrible news, and for a time he was helpless and lost, his mind completely blank.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

As the Worry-Relieving Tower collapsed and the ground sank, a deep pit appeared beneath it. Everyone fell into it with the momentum, plunging straight into its depths. The pit was pitch-black, its end impossible to see at a glance. If it was a thousand zhang deep, then even one skilled in