Jiang Si didn't delay and led her people directly to Luojia Mountain.
"See that doorway? That's the Gate to the Netherworld. The fierce gale swirling in front of it can tear a person apart."
"What did Yunluo do back then?" Guan Qingchen blurted out subconsciously.
Jiang Si glanced at him, and after a while said, "Maybe I won't feel anything." The worst that could happen is that it will just break even more.
But she didn't dare tell Guan Qingchen this, afraid that Guan Qingchen wouldn't be able to handle it.
She took out the windproof cover that her father had given her.
"This thing can block the strong winds, let's go in now."
The windproof cover completely shielded the two of them, but even so, they felt almost unable to walk.
This fierce gale truly lives up to its name; it is indeed fierce and powerful.
Once inside, there is a vast expanse of space.
There seemed to be layers of mist all around, and in the distance were rolling mountains, rising and falling in a staggered pattern, with black earth beneath our feet.
The entire Netherworld was as dark as night after sunset.
A few specks of light drifted overhead.
Guan Qingchen asked, "How do we find Yunluo?"
"It's not up to me to find her, only you can. After all, she loves you, not me." Jiang Si took out the Great Luo Bottle and attached the last few wisps of Han Yunluo's soul to Guan Qingchen.
“Keep calling her name. Souls have a natural ability to gather, and she will slowly come over when she hears your call.”
Guan Qingchen did as she was told, "Yunluo, it's me, Guan Qingchen. I've come to find you. Please come back."
Every call was a call, every concern a voice.
Jiang Si accompanied him in the Netherworld.
She didn't know how big the place was, or whether there were any dangers, so she could only take it one step at a time.
In the distance, there were many prying eyes.
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