Sunset Immortal-Burial Pit
Outside Sunset Immortal-Burial Pit, the weather remained overcast.
When Su Yueli arrived, she sensed her surroundings; there were no cultivator auras present whatsoever.
Dead qi surged upward from the bottom of the pit, and the closer she got to the center, the stronger the suppression on the true qi and Qi and Blood within her body.
Little Black paused at the edge.
"Motian Xing has been here?"
"How long ago?"
"Less than half a day..."
She was a step slow again.
Su Yueli did not feel disappointed for long; he truly lived up to being an old mudfish that had survived for several thousand years, making him genuinely difficult to catch.
Once let go, he would be hard to corner again, despite her currently possessing the ability to kill him.
Thinking of this, she went straight into the bottom of the pit, where the dead qi was exceptionally dense.
She could only sense a range of a thousand zhang, with a large number of bones scattered across the ground, some of which still retained power, evidently belonging to high-realm cultivators.
The further down she went, the clearer the Demon Qi became.
Soon, Su Yueli discovered a manually excavated passageway.
A large number of qi-guiding formation patterns were carved within the passageway.
All the formation patterns were absorbing the dead qi within the Immortal-Burial Pit, channeling it toward the deepest depths.
Little Black raised a paw and touched a formation pattern, and black qi immediately coiled around it; it directly shook the black qi apart.
Su Yueli frowned. "It seems these Formations were set up long ago. Motian Xing has long been using this place to heal his injuries."
Su Yueli continued forward, and after a quarter of an hour, the two reached the bottom of the pit.