The two carefully made their way through the underground passage. As they went deeper, the foreign beings around them grew ever more numerous.
Xu Xuan looked relaxed. His understanding of space was enough to ensure that he would not be discovered easily.
Lu Tianming, on the other hand, grew increasingly nervous, often stopping after walking a short distance.
This was because neither of them had ever imagined that the numbers of the Light and Dark Clans would far exceed their original estimates.
The passage, more than a hundred feet wide, was now packed to bursting. Countless foreign beings stood shoulder to shoulder, foot against foot, almost squeezing one another flat.
"There are actually this many foreign beings hidden here! What are they planning to do, perform a sacrifice?"
Lu Tianming gave a bitter laugh, but Xu Xuan raised an eyebrow, feeling that his words were not entirely unreasonable.
With that magical treasure shielding them, it should have been absolutely safe for them to speak here.
Even so, Xu Xuan made a gesture, telling Lu Tianming to say no more.
"It's fine! I tested it when I came out earlier. They can't hear us!"
"What the hell are these damned things up to? Looks like we can only wait here!"
Perhaps Lu Tianming was under too much pressure. He could not help complaining under his breath as he planted his feet firmly.
If he went any farther, he would really end up hanging off the foreign beings. He could only wait in frustration for them to disperse on their own.
"Move aside!"
Just then, a calm, unruffled voice, carrying a sense of leisurely tranquility, suddenly came from ahead.
The unbearably crowded throng abruptly opened a path wide enough for anyone to pass through with ease.
"This is bad!"
Xu Xuan immediately