Gu Yuanyuan looked at the unquestionable resolve in her master's eyes, then thought of her own meager strength. She truly would only become a burden.
She bit her lip, forcefully suppressing the bitterness and reluctance in her heart, then nodded hard.
"Yes, Master! This disciple obeys! You... must be careful!"
She cast one final deep look at the ruins where she had grown up, her gaze sweeping over the familiar broken walls and crumbling remnants, her eyes filled with complex, indescribable emotions. Then she turned resolutely and walked toward Shen Qingtian.
Shen Qingtian reached out and pulled Gu Yuanyuan onto her flying sword, having her stand behind her.
She gave Gu Sheng one final look. Her eyes beneath the bronze mask carried concern and inquiry, but in the end, she said nothing and merely nodded again.
"We're leaving!"
Shen Qingtian shouted softly. The sky-blue flying sword beneath her feet hummed and trembled, then instantly erupted with astonishing speed, transforming into a dazzling blue streak that tore through the air and shot toward the secret realm's exit!
This flying sword was clearly no ordinary item. It could actually ignore the suppression of most Aerial Restriction Arrays within the secret realm. Its speed far surpassed ordinary flying artifacts, and it vanished into the dim horizon in the blink of an eye.
Gu Sheng stood where he was, watching that blue streak disappear completely. Only after he could no longer sense the flying sword's aura did he slowly withdraw his gaze.
The gravity on his face did not fade. Instead, it deepened.
Sending away the Divine Craftsman's Maze Hall and Gu Yuanyuan was both cutting off his own tail to survive and leaving behind a contingency for the worst possible outcome.
Next, he would face alone the monstrous dangers hidden within the Hall