Su Mu and Qin Xian were both taken aback when they saw who had arrived.
Liu Sangua kicked Black Impermanence away, not even glancing at Su Deng. The light veil on his hat fluttered, and his voice was clear as pearls, "We can't kill Black and White Impermanence. We can only hold them off for a while. You'd better hurry."
us?
Su Deng was slightly taken aback, then suddenly turned her head and saw the alluring Zi Xiang gracefully descending, her slender jade legs kicking towards Bai Wuchang, her pipe becoming her weapon.
She even managed to wink at Su Deng, her smile alluring, "Little sister, I told you we wouldn't be enemies."
"Su Deng! It's on!" Crescent Moon shouted excitedly.
Liu Sangua said in a loud voice, "Su Deng, go and complete your mission."
Since someone is willing to help, Su Deng won't be ungrateful.
"Walk!"
She sheathed her sword, swiftly picked up Su Muye, and called to Qin Xian and Yueya to jump into the vortex in the void.
During the spin, after a moment of weightlessness, he fell to the ground.
The surroundings were pitch black, with only the Reincarnation Mirror floating in the air emitting a faint light.
Su Muyue shivered and gripped Su Deng tightly, "It's so cold!"
After the Mirror of Reincarnation entered this place, it seemed to be drawn deeper into the depths, with Crescent Moon running after it.
Su Deng took out a torch, found Qin Xian nearby, and then led Su Muye to follow.
After walking for an unknown amount of time in the darkness, the view suddenly opened up, and countless firefly-like lights illuminated the surroundings. The sight before my eyes was breathtaking.
This place is like a secret world, with a quiet and deep night sky above, twinkling with stars, and stone pillars forming a path in the air below.
At the end of the road was a huge platform, and on the platform stood a towering tree.
The tree was as thick as twenty people could encircle, with its gnarled and sturdy roots intertwined and clinging to the stone platform. Its broad leaves were a deep purple, and they shimmered with a faint, eerie light.
And hanging from this thick, tall tree is a person.
A girl who looks to be only fourteen or fifteen years old.
In the middle of the tree, she was wearing a plain white dress, her body pierced by tentacled vines that stretched out from the tree, densely and crisscrossing, suspending her halfway in the air.
"Lord Hades..."
Crescent Moon's pupils shrank suddenly, and with red eyes, she staggered over.
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