They did not doubt Zhu Lingyun's keen senses; since he felt something amiss, despite seeing nothing, they remained extremely alert.
They stirred their Gang Qi, forming a thin layer, as their palms gradually enlarged by a circle.
These hands were exceptionally conspicuous, as if the person had shrunk by a circle.
One glance would reveal the practice of strange palm techniques.
They slowed their pace, moving increasingly slower, walking side by side, ready to strike at any moment.
Slowly advancing forward, they finally reached the forest, the place Zhu Lingyun had indicated.
It was indeed an empty expanse; they floated down onto the clearing.
Just as they were to look around vigilantly, their expressions suddenly changed slightly as their gaze froze.
The Spirit Venerable Statue was standing right in front of them.
It was indeed their Giant Spirit Sect's Spirit Venerable Statue.
The two instinctively bowed in respect, a habit formed over many years.
