"Yin'er, it has already been a whole day. That young friend Zhang Chen is likely doomed," said the Pan Family's Qi Gathering Perfection protector cultivator, shaking his head.
After leaving the Black Snake Secret Treasure, Pan Yin had insisted on waiting at the exit for another day.
Upon hearing the words of her second uncle, Pan Baocai, her expression darkened, sorrow filling her eyes.
Though unwilling to admit it, since he had still not emerged by now, she knew that Fellow Daoist Zhang had already fallen.
"Alas... Heaven envies genius. This man truly possessed extraordinary courage and resolve, but his luck ultimately fell a little short."
Having heard of Yang Linghu's deeds, Pan Baocai had greatly admired him as well. At this moment, he could not help but sigh with emotion.
"I understand, second uncle. Let us return home."
After the Pan Family departed, only a scattered handful remained at the Secret Treasure exit, healing their wounds and regulating their breathing.
By the next day, only one person remained here.
Facing the massive formation before him, Liu Qing slowly knelt down.
"Thank you, Senior, for saving my life! Liu Qing shall never forget this kindness for the rest of his life!"
After speaking, he heavily kowtowed three times toward the Secret Treasure, wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, and turned to leave.
From then on, there was no longer a single soul outside the Black Snake Secret Treasure.
After such a tragedy had occurred within, no one wished to touch that bad luck.
"Senior Brother, we searched carefully and found five storage pouches in total!"
Within the Black Snake Secret Treasure, Zhao Qi handed the storage pouches he had just gathered to Yang Linghu.
The entrances and exits of the Secret Treasure Vault Land were all