Seeing the confused looks on everyone's faces, Yan Bing didn't explain, but just continued walking forward.
After walking a distance further down, Lu Ning had also ventured deep into the underground pipes in Base City 121.
He felt that he had now reached an extremely deep position.
The surroundings were as quiet as ever, with black slime and mud covering the ground and walls.
Just then, Lu Ning suddenly raised an eyebrow.
He saw wisps of bronze-colored mist swirling within the thick white fog in the distance.
The fog stood out quite prominently against the white mist.
“I saw it.”
The group, who had been silently following Yan Bing without saying a word, suddenly perked up.
An Lan asked, "Have you seen the direction?"
Lu Ning nodded slightly: "It should be."
Everyone immediately showed joy.
Yan Bing seems to have just wandered off; he's so unreliable.
Everyone else felt a little uneasy.
Now that Lu Ning has finally found his direction, it has given them a huge boost.
Yan Bing, however, remained calm, seemingly unsurprised by the situation.
She nodded, then asked, "Which direction?"
"The pipe on the left."
Yan Bing had no doubts and turned to walk towards the pipe on the left.
The others followed closely behind, silently keeping up.
A moment later, the group arrived at another intersection.
Yan Bing looked at Lu Ning, who said directly, "Go forward."
The group moved again.
After walking for several hundred meters, Lu Ning suddenly said, "Stop."
Yan Bing stopped abruptly.
The others also stopped silently.
Osiris looked around, somewhat puzzled, and said, "This place seems no different from other areas. Lu Ning, why did we stop?"
Lu Ning looked at the pipe wall on the left, where wisps of bronze mist were escaping.
"Here on the wall."
Lu Ning nodded at the wall. Yan Bing's eyes flashed with icy blue runes. The next moment, the wall froze, then shattered, turning into ice powder.
As the wall crumbled, a void appeared, and the interior of the void was completely dark.
Lu Ning and the others could vaguely see a cave-like environment in the distance, and below the pipe seemed to be a deep abyss.
With a serious expression, Yann slowly said, "There seems to be a large underground space down there?"
An Lan said thoughtfully, "I originally thought it was in an underground pipe, but it seems not. Perhaps the location of that evil god's body is down there. I wonder what the environment is like down there?"
The others also watched the darkness warily.
Yan Bing stepped forward, looked down into the gap in the wall, and then calmly said, "There's an ambush down there, but it's not dangerous. Let's go."
She conjured a layer of ice in the darkness of the gap, and then stood on it.
Lu Ning followed closely behind.
Seeing this, the others also went onto the ice.
Once they reached the ice, they could look around and see the dark environment.
It was a vast underground cavern. Because the darkness was so intense, even though they all had night vision, their field of vision was only about a hundred meters. Anything beyond that was already shrouded in darkness.
What they could see was that the underground pipes extended down from the soil above, with the lower pipes meandering and suspended in mid-air, and the pipes even lower down were broken, seemingly destroyed by some terrible force.
In Lu Ning's vision, a faint bronze mist permeated the darkness, and the source of this bronze mist was below.
After Yan Bing and everyone else had come up, they descended downwards.
Just as they were falling about a hundred meters, a terrifying mental fluctuation suddenly appeared around them.
The mental fluctuations were numerous and dense.
Moreover, the intensity of these mental fluctuations is not low; the weakest is at the ninth level, and there are even eight Saint-level mental fluctuations.
The sheer number of powerful individuals sent chills down Steve's spine.
Yann, Osiris, and Aishalin immediately tensed up and took out their Horcruxes.
Just then, a chill ran through me.
The next moment, those mental fluctuations suddenly dissipated.
Even the mental fluctuations of those eight Saint-level beings were no exception.
Yan Bing calmly replied, "There's nothing wrong, don't worry."
Ya'en and the others exchanged glances, all seeing shock in each other's eyes.
Those were a full eight Saint-level powerhouses!
This doesn't even include the dozens of ninth-tier powerhouses!
If these powerful individuals were to besiege Arn and his group, even if Arn, Lu Ning, Osiris, and Aishalin joined forces, it would probably take them a long time to deal with them.
It could even be life-threatening.
In that instant, all those powerful figures died?
How did he die?
Is this what a demigod-level powerhouse is like?
Although Yann had witnessed one of the guardians of the Mist Bureau take action, he knew that the gap between a demigod and a saint was enormous.
But now he felt that even that guardian might not be a match for Yan Bing.
Just how strong is Yan Bing?
Among demigods, they must be extremely powerful beings, right?
Compared to Yarrow, who had some understanding of the power of demigods, the others were even more terrified.
Even Lu Ning was surprised.
Lu Ning had witnessed Yan Bing's skills in the Mist of No. 233 before.
The phantom of the Hand of the Underworld, which had almost driven them to the brink of despair, was barely at the threshold of demigod. Even after consuming two extremely dangerous, one-time-use items, and despite the near-life-or-death fighting style of him and Saint Qinglan, it still didn't die.
Even Lu Ning couldn't remember how many times he had died.
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