If she loses her composure now, then Song Juan is truly in danger.
Xia Mian forced herself to calm down and looked at the ground pointed to by the black arrow.
There was a small whirlwind on that piece of ground, swirling continuously in that empty land.
Xia Mian gently pressed her lips together, her expression becoming increasingly grave.
"There seems to be something hidden underground." Lu Zechuan slightly furrowed his brows, lost in thought.
Xia Mian lightly moved her fingers, and the whirlwind hovering on the ground was immediately swept away by her gesture.
A thin layer of dried leaves covered the ground; they were sparsely scattered, with gaps revealing the dark earth beneath.
Under the thin mist, golden lines occasionally flowed on the exposed ground.
Xia Mian's eyes narrowed tightly, this ground seemed to be enchanted with a spell.
"This is an Invisible Gate." Xia Weizhang stood some distance away, astonishment showing in his eyes.
