Demi-Human Domain

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

Though his entire body was rigid and he could not see, the spiritual connection between Su Xinghe and Little White Bat remained.

The little fellow's jubilant feelings still streamed over without end.

What the hell is this thing?

Su Xinghe howled soundlessly in his heart.

"It's you!"

A familiar, steady voice shattered the boundless darkness.

Amid five terrifying surges like towering tidal waves, one torrent of scorching magma engulfed Su Xinghe.

Gentle ripples slowly soothed his stiff, numb body, and his eyes gradually opened.

The Internal Force in his dantian regained its vitality.

The pitch-black cave slowly gained color beneath the surging power of his Qi-Blood. A subterranean cavern nearly a hundred zhang across appeared beneath his feet.

Su Xinghe stood as though on the elevated stands of an indoor football stadium, looking down over the entire field.

One look nearly sent him running for his life.

Yet it felt as though several mountains were weighing him down, leaving him unable to move even a single step.

People!

People packed densely together.

At a glance, they were all burly martial artists with agile physiques. More than half emitted fluctuations of Internal Force, while over a dozen had familiar vibrating power faintly radiating from their bodies.

That was the Seventh-Rank Transformation Realm.

There was even a hunched old man, blood-colored Astral Qi swirling around him like flood dragons.

Only, he had been more than thirty zhang away and outside Su Xinghe's spiritual perception. Perhaps he too had been suppressed by the invisible force field; Su Xinghe had not heard the slightest sound while in the passage just now.

Why was there a Peaceful Heaven Sect stronghold here at White Deer Cliff?

Following that gentle invisible force field, he looked up. At the exit of a pitch-black passage