The direction Nie Yun had pretended to leave in earlier was not where Chou Tian and the others had come from. Therefore, Qing Hong and the others had not pursued this path either. Walking back all the way, they did not encounter them.
Speeding up, they flew for two or three hours before spotting Chou Tian and the others moving forward slowly, each wearing a grave expression.
By now, four members of their group had been injured. To prevent others from becoming suspicious, Nie Yun's true body had also suffered an injury, though it was not serious. (One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones did not distinguish between a true body and clones; for convenience of description, the one following Chou Tian and the others was the true body, while the other two were clones.)
Sensing that his clone was less than a thousand meters away, the true body's eyes lit up. He looked up at Chou Tian, his face filled with worry.
"Senior Brother Chou Tian, calculate how far Qin Tao still is from us. I'm afraid that if we keep going like this, we'll be badly injured before we even meet him..."
"Yes, Senior Brother. This place is far too strange. Why don't we leave first and wait for Qing Hong and the others outside? I refuse to believe they can stay in there forever!"
One of the disciples was frightened as well.
They could see nothing, both their vision and spiritual perception were restricted, and traps lay everywhere. No one could easily endure such circumstances.
"I'll calculate it!"
Seeing everyone's resolve crumbling, Chou Tian's face darkened. With a snort, a tortoiseshell appeared in his palm once more. The Heavenly Secret River materialized before them, and peculiar secret patterns appeared on the shell.
"Everyone, be careful. Qing Hong