Inside the white light passage in the ancient ruins.
Gu Chenfeng and the other Grandmasters had entered the passage and advanced against the surging waves of Yuan Force.
Their party numbered ten: four Grandmasters from the Golden Ring Sect, and two each from the Profound Yin Sect and Rock Fortress.
The remaining two were Hu Yue’er and Gu Chenfeng.
The strongest among them was an old man from the Golden Ring Sect, with frost-white temples, a broad forehead, and eyes whose keen light remained restrained.
He was an eight-star Source Manifestation Realm expert, a late-stage Grandmaster.
He led the way at the front, releasing brilliant golden light around himself to withstand most of the waves of Yuan Force for the others.
Those behind him were also arranged in descending order of cultivation.
Hu Yue’er, at one-star Source Manifestation Realm, was second from the rear, with Gu Chenfeng immediately behind her.
Everyone pressed against the waves' impact and quickened their steps, filled with excitement.
Yet Gu Chenfeng, walking at the very back, kept his head and eyes lowered.
His gaze was thoughtful, and from time to time, he looked back behind him, hesitation flashing in his eyes.
Momentarily distracted, Gu Chenfeng failed to notice that the group ahead had stopped.
He took a step forward and bumped into a soft body that gave off a faint fragrance.
"Ah!"
Feeling a hard body bump against her from behind, Hu Yue’er gave a low cry and turned to snap at him.
"What are you doing?"
"Sorry, I was a little nervous and lost focus."
Gu Chenfeng hurriedly apologized.
Hu Yue’er shot him an irritated glare.
"Watch yourself. Don't let it happen again."
Turning back indignantly, she continued muttering.
"With no strength to speak of, why copy others and explore ruins? Be careful you