Ling Xiao suddenly spoke.
Gu Sheng glanced at her.
"You're quite calm."
Ling Xiao's lips curled slightly.
"Because I can ensure your safe arrival in the depths."
Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? So confident?"
"You'll know if you try it."
Ling Xiao didn't answer, turning and heading deeper into Ten Thousand Ghost Ridge.
Gu Sheng followed closely behind.
As they proceeded, they found most areas reduced to ruins, making it rather convenient to walk.
Strangely, they encountered no danger, while screams and explosions kept echoing from behind.
Clearly, other cultivators were not as fortunate.
"What did you do?"
Gu Sheng couldn't help but ask.
Ling Xiao didn't turn back.
"Secret."
Gu Sheng snorted lightly, asking no more.
Soon, Ling Xiao stopped.
"We've arrived."
Up ahead, dense Yin Qi gathered as if tangible, spectral blue flames drifted in the void, with faint, mournful ghost wails, evidently hiding deadly dangers.
