Zhang Lingyu started chanting. As the incantation echoed, the formation on the ground emitted a faint white light that grew stronger, finally enveloping all three of them.
The ground suddenly trembled, and a beam of white light shot out from the formation, piercing through the mist of the Netherworld and reaching straight to the sky. When the white light on the ground faded, the three were no longer seen.
Lin Tian felt as if he had fallen into a vortex, the world spinning around him, much like when they entered. However, the dizziness quickly dissipated, and the solid ground beneath his feet confirmed that he was back in Xiao Manxuan's room.
But when he looked around, he only saw Zhang Lingyu in her purple attire; Xiao Manxuan, who had been holding hands with him, was nowhere to be found.
"Where is the Second Miss's soul?" Lin Tian asked urgently, scanning the room but finding nothing.
