Ning Xiang and Zhaozhao, along with the White Swan Horse's eyes, almost got injured.
By the time they finally managed to open their eyes, the Transmission Array was already empty, as if the eight people before had evaporated from the world, disappearing without a trace.
"Master."
Zhaozhao sighed, "We've come all this way, and the Cultivation World was almost within reach, but in the end, we still can't enter."
"Don't worry."
Ning Xiang was quite calm, "There's something you might not have understood."
Zhaozhao sat down on the stone, placing the heavy case on the ground, "What's that?"
"If we continued to stay at the Seeking Immortal Tower, we would most likely die old in the brothel."
Ning Xiang looked at the empty stone platform, speaking somberly, "But now it's not necessarily the case."
Zhaozhao still didn't understand.
After resting for a while, she wanted to take advantage of Chen's absence and ride back on the horse.
It was at this time.
