As soon as Shen Luofang entered the City of Dolls, he flew around the city without any hesitation, looking for any trace of Fu Donglai.
The streets in the city are distributed very regularly, and the criss-crossing alleys are like precise runes, while the buildings in between are like the nodes of the intersecting runes.
As Shen Luo walked through it, it was as if he was walking in a maze, turning back and forth.
He searched for a long time but could not find any trace of Fu Donglai.
Just as he flew over a group of low houses, he suddenly felt the mark of magic power in his spiritual consciousness.
"The magic mark is indeed in the Doll City..." Shen Luo raised his eyebrows, and after pondering for a moment, he decided to go and take a look.
He had left five magic marks in the City of Dolls, four of which were separated. Now it seemed that Gui Yan had discovered the existence of the mark and separated it in order to mislead them. However, the one that remained puzzled him all the time. Without this mark, they would not have been able to find the Black Abyss Cave.
In order to save time, he didn't even continue flying, but directly used the Yi Mu Xian Dun technique. With a burst of green light around his body, he disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, he appeared outside a majestic vermilion palace.
"Yes, it's inside." Shen Luo pushed open the door and entered the hall.
But after he entered and looked up, he looked confused.
The spacious hall was empty without any furnishings except for two rows of red-painted pillars supporting the main beams. The bluestone floor was covered with thick dust and had messy marks left on it.
The mark of magic power was clearly here, but he couldn't see it.
Shen Luo searched the hall for several rounds but still found nothing.
"That's right, the mark is still here, could it be..." Shen Luo pondered, his eyes falling on the stone slab on the ground.
He used the Huangting Sutra technique, raised his palm, and his entire arm was instantly covered with dragon scales. He was about to insert it into the ground and overturn the floor of the hall.
"Brother Shen..."
At this moment, a somewhat weak voice sounded from behind him.
Shen Luo's hands froze and he quickly turned his head to look, and saw Fu Donglai leaning against a pillar, waving at him weakly.
"Brother Fu, I finally found you. Why are you here?" Shen Luo was overjoyed and hurried to greet him.
Fu Donglai was in a very bad condition, with wounds all over his body. Some of them were obviously old injuries, while others were probably recent.
His face was extremely pale, there was no blood on his lips, and they were covered with a layer of dry white scabs. He looked lifeless, and one could tell at a glance that his energy had been depleted too much, and even his soul had been damaged.
Shen Luo quickly rushed forward and held Fu Donglai in his arms.
The moment Fu Donglai was supported by Shen Luo, the little strength he had left in his body was exhausted. His body slowly slid down and he sat down weakly against the pillar of the house.
"Brother Shen..."
"Don't talk yet." Fu Donglai was about to speak when he was stopped by Shen Luo.
Shen Luo took out a white jade porcelain bottle, poured out a drop of thousand-year-old chalcedony and gave it to Fu Donglai to drink. Then he held his back with one hand and slowly transferred his magic power into his body to help him transform the essence of chalcedony.