Dark Blade sat alone at the bow, his back straight, hands constantly controlling hand seals. His pitch-black eyes stared straight ahead, expressionless, and the cold, hard jawline never wavered.
All the surrounding winds and scenery seemed completely unrelated to him; in his world, there was only one purpose: to move forward.
Ling Yue sat quietly in the corner, sitting upright, eyes tightly shut, long lashes casting a faint shadow on her fair cheeks.
She placed both hands flat on her knees, gently pinching the threads of the duster between her fingertips. A faint white spiritual light surrounded her, making it unclear whether she was meditating to cultivate and nurture her spiritual power or secretly pondering the pros and cons of this journey.
Occasionally, she would slowly open her eyes, her clear gaze quietly sweeping over Guiyuanzi beside her, her gaze hiding a subtle scrutiny and doubt.
She couldn’t understand this seemingly ordinary Daoist cultivator.
Guiyuanzi’s cultivation was only at the early third rank of Golden Immortal, not among the top cultivators, yet he willingly risked death to enter the perilous and unpredictable Chaos Secret Realm.
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