Along the way, they did encounter cultivators dressed in the robes of other sects, but clearly, none of them intended to fight each other for opportunities at the very beginning of the secret realm's opening.
The secret realm is open for a limited time, so we should try to explore it as quickly as possible.
So, apart from monsters and natural barriers, they encountered no other obstacles along the way, and finally stopped in a canyon.
"Senior Brother, is there something down there?" Ning Weisheng was panting from following, and he also had to keep an eye on his fellow disciples behind him from time to time.
When Ji Mofan finally stopped as if he had found his destination, only half of the Yun Cang Sword Sect disciples who were following behind him remained.
“There’s something down there.” Ji Mofan lowered his eyes and looked into the bottomless depths of the canyon.
The edges of the stone walls on both sides were incredibly sharp. The valley seemed to have been split in two as if by a giant axe capable of splitting the heavens and the earth. The upper part, which was visible to the light, was covered with all kinds of ferns common in the vicinity of swamps. But if you looked deeper, you could only see a thick, black fog.
"Something? What is it?" Ning Weisheng looked down carefully and then used his spiritual sense to sense it, but found nothing.
He didn't even know how deep the bottom of the cliff was.
But all his experiences along the way made Ning Weisheng never doubt what Ji Mofan said. As soon as he opened his mouth, his hand was already on the hilt of his sword.
"Didn't you feel it? There's water-attribute spiritual power." Ji Mofan glanced at him indifferently.
Ning Weisheng felt that he was being disliked by his senior brother again.
But he was also very aggrieved. No matter how focused he was, his spiritual sense just couldn't see through the fog.
It was as if something in the fog was devouring the spiritual energy they released.
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