"Don't worry, Senior Brother, Su will naturally be careful."
Su Shi'er nodded slightly. The words had just fallen when his figure flickered, and he flew toward the outside of the main hall.
The moment he flew out of the main hall, Su Shi'er's figure paused slightly.
Looking back, he saw Ren Yunzong standing in the center of the grand array, clear Dao light circulating around his body.
The Whereabouts Sword hung before him. Under the illumination of pale blue sword light, his figure appeared thin, yet as steady as a lofty mountain.
"Senior Brother, wait for Su to return!"
Su Shi'er spoke in a ringing voice.
Ren Yunzong did not look back, merely raising a hand to wave it gently.
The next moment, array light rose up, once again engulfing his figure.
Su Shi'er took a deep breath and hesitated no longer. His figure turned into a stream of light, plunging straight into the moonlight path ahead.
The moment he stepped onto the moonlight path.
Su Shi'er felt the scenery before his eyes change.
The main hall behind him, the boundless fog sea, and the phantoms of the nine gray-white immortal pillars vanished in an instant.
Replaced by them was a stretch of grayish void.
Within the void, neither sun, moon, nor stars could be seen, nor was there the presence of even a shred of spiritual qi of heaven and earth.
Only beneath his feet, a path condensed from chilling moonlight wound forward, its end out of sight at a single glance.
On both sides of the path floated immortal realm ruins of all sizes.
There were fractured peaks, dilapidated palaces, and ancient stone statues even larger than stars in build.
These ruins floated quietly in the void, their surfaces covered in mottled traces left by the erosion of