After fleeing into the dark tunnel, Wuxue dared not pause for even a moment. She raced ahead with reckless abandon, terrified that Nangong Zheyue and Wushu would catch up.
But after running for a while, Wuxue realized that her worst fear had not come to pass.
Neither Nangong Zheyue nor Wushu had pursued her.
Was Nangong Zheyue really just letting me leave?
With how calculating she is, that should be impossible!
Wuxue simply could not understand it.
Judging by what Nangong Zheyue had said earlier, she must have known for some time that Wuxue was a traitor.
Yet she had not secretly moved against Wuxue. She had even spoken up and put her on her guard, giving her a chance to escape.
Someone as capable as Nangong Zheyue could not possibly be that foolish.
Though deeply confused, Wuxue knew she had no choice but to keep fleeing forward.
Only then would she have any chance of survival.
Wuxue continued racing through the dark tunnel.
She felt as though she had been running for ages, yet she still saw no exit.
What's going on...
Why is this happening...
This dark tunnel shouldn't be this long!
Wuxue realized something was wrong.
She glanced back.
The tunnel was pitch-black, and she could see nothing, yet an inexplicable panic gripped her.
"Damn it!"
Wuxue gritted her teeth and ultimately kept running forward.
This time, Wuxue ran for another long stretch, stopping only when the mystic qi in her body was completely exhausted.
Yet she still saw no exit.
The tunnel seemed endless.
Am I caught in an illusion?
Or has Nangong Zheyue tampered with this tunnel?
Wuxue stood there, at a loss.
She tried every spell the Spirit Clan possessed, yet found no trace of an illusion.
Everything seemed real.
But if it was