Desolate Bone Corridor

Qiu Ruhe also looked worried, but he quickly consoled her. "With Lord Mingguang's abilities, he'll definitely be fine. He may simply be trapped somewhere."

He then looked at Luo Feixuan and said gravely, "Miss, I still advise calling off this operation. The situation on the Seventh Layer is far more dangerous than we anticipated.

Now that we've also been separated from Lord Mingguang and the others, rashly proceeding would be extremely perilous. It would be better to return to Qiyuan Island first and make plans afterward.

Moreover, many Sea Race cultivators have suddenly appeared here. It is also very dangerous for you to remain here, Miss."

Teng Zizhen nodded in agreement.

Luo Feixuan's starry eyes flickered with faint light before she shook her head. "No, this operation cannot be canceled.

I have to reach that place within half a month.

According to the intelligence we obtained earlier, that Mysterious Golden Spirit Spring will appear within half a month at the latest. I must hurry there, or I will miss it."

At this, Teng Zizhen looked anxious and could not help urging, "Miss, please reconsider. If we miss the Mysterious Golden Spirit Spring, then so be it. At worst, we can go to the Five Spirits Sea and seek out a similar spiritual land. We should not risk danger again."

Yet Luo Feixuan still shook her head resolutely, her stance clearly unwavering.

Then she said thoughtfully, "The fellow cultivator who saved us just now possesses formidable abilities. If he is willing to help us, perhaps we can reach that place safely."

As soon as she said this, Qiu Ruhe and Teng Zizhen exchanged glances.

Meanwhile, dozens of miles away, the corpse of a Sea Race cultivator fell limply into the sea.

Ning Fa toyed with a Blue Crystal Core in his