Hearing what the Immortal Venerable of Huaxian Sect said, the other Immortal Venerables looked at each other, whispered a few words, and said, "Then let's go back to our respective sects first, report this matter to the Sect Master, and then decide whether to go to Huaxian Sect again!"
"Duan Ye, come back with us!" The Immortal Master of Yunqiong Immortal Sect said to Duan Ye.
"I have to go to Tiandan Tower in Baichuan City." Duan Ye shook his head. Fengjiu was in trouble, and he had to go and tell them.
Hearing this, the two Immortal Lords did not say anything, but just told him to be careful and pay more attention to the injuries on his body.
So, after the matter was simply dealt with, they did not stay for long, but went to their respective sects...
Duan Ye rested in Lu's house and planned to leave at dawn. Yi Xiuran also left soon after the immortals left...
On the other side
Fengjiu, who was sucked into the vortex and teleported into the Dark Gate, was now unconscious on a hillside. It was pitch black all around her, and the air was filled with an eerie atmosphere. The roars of ferocious beasts could be heard in varying pitches in the night, making people feel chilling.
A gust of night wind blew, and the cold wind made her body shiver instinctively. Before she opened her eyes, she heard the faint sound of a bell.
When she heard the bell, her heart moved. She opened her eyes instantly, turned over and jumped up. Her consciousness became clear again. In her mind, she thought of the scene of being sucked into the dark door. She couldn't help but look around. It was pitch black, with nothing there. She could only feel gusts of cold and gloomy wind blowing, which made her hair stand on end.
"Ring, ring, ring..."
The small purple bell on her waist made bursts of ringing sounds. She had been wearing it since her sworn sister Wanyan Qianhua gave her the pendant. Now, she looked around and saw nothing, but the bell kept ringing, and the eerie and cold wind in the air was even more biting.
I didn't see anything, but it was as if I was surrounded by something invisible. The feeling of being stared at was a bit creepy.
She calmed herself down, looked down at the bell and the small gourd on her waist, and then walked forward. In the night, there was still no shadow of anything, but the bell on her waist was still shaking in the wind, making a subtle ringing sound...
In the night, the moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, with only some faint moonlight shining from the night sky. And on this unknown path, a woman in a red dress with her hair loose was walking with light footsteps. From a distance, she really looked a bit like a ghost.
Behind her, in the night, a dozen dark shadows were floating in the night, following her from afar, as if they had merged into the night, making it impossible to see their existence...
Feng Jiu walked along the path. Even though she didn't look back and couldn't see the shadows around her, she knew that those things were following her. But, what exactly was this place? What kind of place had she been sucked into by the vortex? Why was the gloomy atmosphere here so heavy
Wanyan Qianhua had told her that as long as she wore the purple bell and the small gourd, no evil spirits would dare to approach her. She didn't know about other things, but it was true that these eerie underground creatures didn't dare to approach her.