At this moment, perhaps only the existence of Elder Qing Yangzi and the others can give Ginsengfruit a sense of security.
After all, they can't just watch as the precious root seedling of Qingfeng Temple encounters disaster in this space rift.
With this belief, Ginsengfruit quickly calmed their mind.
Meanwhile, Yun Ran, who was caught in trouble, frowned slightly as she saw the place where the scene suddenly changed.
At a glance, this place was much larger than where the entire Book Collection Tower was before.
A bone-chilling cold swept over Yun Ran, and she instinctively wrapped her black robe tighter, but it did nothing to improve the deep feeling of cold.
Without missing a beat, Yun Ran reached into her pocket, rummaged around, and quickly retrieved a demon core emitting a warm light.
Instantly, the previously blurry surroundings cleared up.
Yet Yun Ran's expression showed no joy; instead, it grew even more solemn.
