In the pitch-black cavern, Su Jiu could feel various people's divine sense sweeping through it.
The atmosphere among them was far from harmonious, yet no one said another word. The tension between the demonic cultivator and Zheng Qilong was the sharpest of all.
After watching for a while, Su Jiu found it rather dull.
Silver light flashed in her eyes as she began examining the cavern walls.
Then she was the first to rise, walking in a particular direction.
Yun Huanling and Qiao Zirong had a peculiar trust in Su Jiu. Seeing her get up, they followed her.
Someone nearby who knew nothing about Su Jiu muttered, "Where are those three going?"
His companion spread his hands, indicating that he did not know either.
Some people still resented Su Jiu for waking them with the Sound-Mixing Bell, so their words carried a mocking edge. "Maybe their legs went numb from sitting, and they want to walk around a little."
Before he had finished speaking, he saw the young woman vanish outright with three people in tow, nearly biting his tongue as he uttered the last few words.
Ji Kong, Li Meng, and the others had also been watching Su Jiu's movements closely. When she vanished, their eyes flickered, and they immediately followed.
Once everyone saw Ji Kong and Li Meng disappear in the same spot, the others could no longer sit still. Even the most foolish among them had guessed that the place where the young woman had vanished might be the exit from this seemingly sealed cavern.
Almost simultaneously, the cultivators rose and headed toward that spot.
The male cultivator who had mocked Su Jiu was teased by someone beside him. "Our legs are numb too, so we want to go take a look. Huh? Brother, why are you