Departure

“At last, we have come out,” Feng Qingyang remarked, gazing at the hazy expanse before him, which strangely felt familiar.

The eighteen layers of hell had been oppressively suffocating, and coupled with the pursuit by Shangguan Yuquan, he was utterly exhausted.

“Shall we leave this secret realm now?”

Xu Yi asked, surveying the pervasive demonic energy and seeking the opinions of the group.

Although they had narrowly escaped danger this time, Shangguan Yuquan’s whereabouts remained unknown, leaving them still in peril.

Xu Yi believed it would be safer outside.

Furthermore, everyone had sustained various injuries during their journey, making it unsuitable for recuperation.

“I agree,”

“Me too,”

“I concur,”

“…,” the others voiced their agreement without hesitation, their minds no longer inclined to stay.

Xu Yi and a few others retrieved their spirit keys and infused them with spiritual energy.