"Something's not right."
Ning Qi showed a grave expression and similarly assessed the situation: "It's different from that painting, the painting is under Shi Xiaokun's control."
"And here, there's no one."
"Master, what should we do? The thing you saw is supposed to be here, right?"
The Medicine Spirit looked at Ning Qi and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, that's right, it's here."
Ning Qi nodded and then continued to warn: "You should stay hidden, I suspect there's something wrong here."
"Alright, then I'll contact Shi Xiaokun, so he stays at the edge and doesn't get trapped in here as well."
The Medicine Spirit's expression turned solemn, then began to transmit to Shi Xiaokun.
Meanwhile, Ning Qi was looking at the ancient castle below and flew rapidly toward it.
As he moved forward, the void behind him began to distort gradually.
It emitted waves of spatial fluctuation.
However, Ning Qi couldn't pay attention to it; his focus was entirely drawn to the castle.
