Half an hour later.
Ye Yuntian and Han Chen led Ren Feifan to a quaint ancient door.
Ren Feifan was surprised to find that this ancient door was exactly as the Underworld Master had told him.
However, upon arriving here in person, Ren Feifan felt an aura of desolation washing over him.
A trace of fear gradually arose in his heart.
This fear stemmed from the depths of his soul.
The ancient door was not locked, nor was there anyone guarding it, and it was even ajar.
Only, the ajar part was covered in moss.
It appeared that no one had been here for a long time.
"Sect Leader, the Pilgrimage Spring is just inside, you should be able to sense the significance of this place, right?"
Ye Yuntian said.
Ren Feifan glanced around and curiously asked, "The Pilgrimage Spring is the treasure of Pilgrimage Mountain, such an important place. Why is there no one guarding it?"
