The ghost immortals entered the large formation and immediately vanished without a trace. Wuling patiently waited, but only a quarter of an hour had passed when he suddenly noticed that Mingquan's brow seemed to furrow slightly, showing signs of impatience. He panicked inside, realizing that he could no longer afford to wait.
He shook the soul-locking chain in his hand and then charged straight into the formation. As Wuling plunged headlong into this large formation of Heavenly Heart Mountain, he immediately felt he had arrived at a paradise on earth. Completely different from the eternal presence of the Underworld's aura and the lifeless scene outside, this place was truly vibrant with birds singing and flowers fragrant.
Wuling swore he had never seen such a scene in his life.
