Forget it. I've already brought them to Doll City, so I've fulfilled my promise. From here on, I'll leave them to their own devices, Shen Luo thought.
These people had come to Doll City for different reasons from his own. Since they walked different paths, they might as well go their separate ways.
I wonder how Brother Fu is doing. Asking him to accompany me on this trip really put him through hell. Regret filled Shen Luo's heart, and a chilling murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
If Fu Donglai was still alive, that was one thing. But if he had met his end at Ghost Yan's hands, Shen Luo would never let the matter rest.
At that thought, Shen Luo slowly closed his eyes and released his divine thought to sense the Magic Power Mark he had left behind.
Before long, however, he opened his eyes again, a trace of worry flickering through them.
He had not lied to Elder He Mei about his ability to sense the Magic Power Mark. They were already deep within the Black Abyss Mystery Cavern, where the yin energy was even denser than before. The range of his divine sense had shrunk again, to less than a third of its usual reach. Although he could still sense the Magic Power Mark, it was now so faint as to be almost imperceptible.
Shen Luo glanced at the broad, empty passage ahead and briefly considered his options. He was already wearing the Soft-Smoke Silk Robe; although the Golden Cannon had pierced the blue cloud it had formed earlier, the spirit robe itself had suffered no damage.
He then took out an Invisibility Talisman, channeled a trace of magic power into it, and pasted it onto his chest.
As a bright light shone from the talisman,