Before Dui Qimeng could reach the entrance of the cave dwelling, Dui Ling had already rushed in. Dui Ling truly looked far more mature than before; ten years had left deep marks upon her face. Yet the moment she entered, she looked straight at Xiao Hua and anxiously said, "martial uncle Xiao, you... you must leave Myriad Thunder Valley at once! Quite a few disciples from Dui Lei Palace have banded together and are coming to Myriad Thunder Valley to find you!"
"Ah?" Dui Qimeng was greatly startled. "Why... why would they think of coming to Myriad Thunder Valley?"
"Dui Ling." Looking at Dui Ling's anxious face, Xiao Hua calmly asked, "Ordinary qi-refining disciples cannot approach Myriad Thunder Valley, so do not worry! The spiritual power within your body is in disarray. You have already suffered the corrosion of Myriad Thunder Valley's Soundless Thunder. Hurry and regulate your breathing first!"
Xiao Hua saw a flicker of spiritual power cross Dui Ling's anxious face and knew that she had used spiritual power to resist the Soundless Thunder when entering Myriad Thunder Valley's inner valley. Yet it was clear that, despite her twelfth layer of Qi Cultivation, Dui Ling still could not completely withstand the Soundless Thunder and had already been injured by it. Even so, in order to bring Xiao Hua this warning, she had braved the danger and endured the pain to enter the inner valley.
"This one..." The anxiety on Dui Ling's face faded slightly as she said embarrassedly, "This one has received great kindness from Martial Uncle and has no way to repay it. This one only feared delaying Martial Uncle's important affairs..."
Only then did Dui Qimeng realize what was happening. She hurriedly slapped her storage bag and took out a yellow talisman, activating her spiritual power