The group spoke in hushed voices along the way, but perhaps it was their imagination-they still seemed to see the youthful-faced, white-haired senior glance in their direction...
At the same time, Su Jiu and Yun Huanling were almost out of the barren mountain that had been reduced to ruins.
Yun Huanling followed behind Su Jiu, studying their surroundings. The more he looked, the more something felt wrong.
In the end, Su Jiu spoke first. "Stop looking. If my guess is right, this should be the Savage Wilderness."
After the auspicious signs dissipated, the place had returned to its former state, swept by gusts of chilling wind. Dust mingled with those winds. Had the robes of protection Su Jiu and Yun Huanling wore not repelled dust, their faces would probably have been covered in it by now.
Strange notes mingled with the furiously howling winds, as though they were frantically proclaiming their presence.
Su Jiu could not help glancing at Yun Huanling from the corner of her eye, then withdrew her gaze.
If it were A Ling, he would probably have started shouting long ago in a place like this...
Suddenly, Su Jiu paused. Yun Huanling, who had still been examining their surroundings, glanced at her. "What is it? Is there something ahead?"
Su Jiu nodded. "Demonic cultivators. But that was to be expected."
After all, she had caused such a commotion on their territory. She would have found it stranger if no one had come to intercept and kill her.
A trace of irritation crossed Yun Huanling's brow. "Can't we use a formation disk to teleport straight back? Our Cultivation Levels haven't stabilized yet. Fighting now would put us at a serious disadvantage."
"Thousand-Mile Divine Movement teleports us to highly random locations. If we're deep inside the Savage Wilderness right