Watching the four elders of the Yan Family lead Yan Muyu away, Fang Bai felt a sense of loss.
Meanwhile, Yun Man and the others sighed, looking distressed.
With the departure of the four elders of the Yan Family, they could no longer rely on borrowed authority. If they encountered a Martial Artist team in the future, they would not be able to overwhelming crush them, and they also had to guard against others trying to take the treasures they had gained.
"Ten li ahead is Naihe Bridge. Once you cross the bridge, you'll reach the other side of the Blood Pool River and enter the core area of the Nether Corpse Land. Everyone, be prepared."
A group of ten was led by Yun Man along the Blood Pool River, and after travelling a hundred li, Yun Man suddenly turned back to the nine people behind her and spoke.
"Naihe Bridge?"
Fang Bai was taken aback. Tens of thousands of years ago when he trained here, he had never heard of any Naihe Bridge.
