Behind Xiao Hua stood what looked like a mountain peak. The cave, several zhang across, had once again resumed its blue radiance. Looking elsewhere on the peak, there were surprisingly countless densely packed caves, all flickering with blue light just like the one Xiao Hua and Xin Xin had emerged from.
Could there be many more entrances? Could Ci Hui and Gu Zhen be inside one of them? Xiao Hua's heart stirred, and he hurriedly tried to release his soul sense. But once here, even his soul sense could no longer leave his body.
Perhaps one of these is an exit? Xiao Hua gave up on that thought and began pondering again. Or perhaps, apart from the cave we just came through, all the others are exits?
Though he thought so, Xiao Hua did not dare take another risk. At that moment, Xin Xin called from ahead, "Little monk, I'm going forward to take a look. Are you coming?"
"Yes, yes, we'll go together!" Xiao Hua hurriedly replied, turning to chase after her.
The open ground was exceedingly chilly. It seemed like ordinary soil, yet it carried a piercing coldness, and blue glimmers flickered across it from time to time. Raising their eyes toward the place they were headed, they found that their gazes could not reach far. Though there was no fog, everything beyond a hundred zhang was blurred beyond recognition, let alone distinguishable.
After walking for the time it took to eat a meal, Xiao Hua wailed, "Lady Benefactor, aren't you fishing for a needle in the ocean? When will this ever end? Didn't you say time was limited? We've already spent quite a while here. How much time do we have left?"
"I don't know either." Xin Xin stared straight ahead and answered blandly, "The Ink Cloud