Thousand Buddha Kingdom, the ruins of Yichan Temple.
"Cough, cough, cough!..."
Xu Taiping climbed out of an abandoned well, gasping for breath.
The Wormhole at the Star-Plucking Terrace connected directly to the bottom of this deep well in Yichan Temple. Caught off guard, Xu Taiping had choked on several mouthfuls of water.
"Spells seemed to stop working inside the Wormhole."
Xu Taiping wiped his mouth and spoke to Fairy Lingyue in his mind.
"That's right."
Fairy Lingyue replied.
"Shang Jiu won't come after us, will he?"
Xu Taiping found a rock to sit on and asked Fairy Lingyue for confirmation while circulating his energy to regulate his breathing.
Even now, Shang Jiu's terrifying blade techniques left him with lingering fear.
"He might not know how to open the Wormhole. And even if he does, the same Wormhole can only be opened at intervals of at least twelve hours."
Fairy Lingyue was not worried about this.
"Twelve hours should be enough."
Xu Taiping nodded.
Then he took out Huang Que's map and checked the distance between Yichan Temple and Heavenly Sound Hall at Wolf-Howling Ridge.
"Sixty li?"
After roughly calculating the distance between the two, Xu Taiping felt a surge of delight.
Judging by their positions on the map, the Star-Plucking Terrace had originally been at least six thousand li from Wolf-Howling Ridge. Even a Mystic Understanding Realm cultivator traveling by Sword Flight would have needed three days.
"Sister Lingyue, let's go."
Xu Taiping popped a Qi-Gathering Pill into his mouth, then stood up.
Thinking of the scenes he had seen while his spirit traveled beyond the heavens, his gaze grew somewhat urgent.
If what he had seen then was real, Senior Brother Qingxiao's friend Chen Hao probably would not hold out much longer.
"Taiping, did you see something when you