When Gong Chenying turned back again, she saw a cave entrance behind her. Outside it, three thick black wind pillars churned and swayed ceaselessly, yet did not follow her inside.
Gong Chenying slowly descended to the ground. From the depths of the cave, gust after gust of sharp, icy wind blew without pause, making the temperature here extremely low.
If not for the constant circulation of spiritual power through Gong Chenying's body, she would have been covered in a thick suit of ice armor within moments.
If an ordinary mortal were here, even clad in padded winter clothes, they likely would not last a hundred breaths before freezing to death.
The reason Gong Chenying had felt a "warm" wind brush against her when she first entered was because the temperature within those wind pillars had been two or three times lower than it was here.
Gong Chenying glanced at the deep, dark cave. After a brief deliberation, she turned and walked toward the entrance again.
When she was still fifty zhang from the entrance, the three black wind pillars seemed to sense her presence. They began to dance wildly outside, moving several times faster than before. Gong Chenying could feel waves of terrifying power from within them that made her heart quail.
They possess the might of Nascent Soul cultivators. I cannot confront them head-on!
What alarmed her even more was that there were far more than three wind pillars outside. The three had merely blocked her view beyond the entrance as they whipped about madly.
Through the gaps between the three wind pillars, Gong Chenying could see pillar after pillar of wind dancing like ghosts behind them, densely intertwined in a tangled mass.
*How am I supposed to get out? Could Father and the others have been trapped here