A gust of wind swept by, dispersing the dust and smoke.
Chen Xuan dusted off the ash on his head. As soon as he looked up, he saw a figure standing dumbfounded in its place. "Excuse me for interrupting, but where is this place? Is it deep within the sect?"
The figure suddenly snapped back to reality. "How did you get in!? There should be a barrier set up here!"
"I came through that big well on the first peak. Ji Lian said if she insisted on planting a big tree in such an abrupt place, there must be a secret underneath."
Ji Lian—that name made her tremble all over.
"Hello, I hope I'm not wrong—isn't this the eye of the grand protective array of the sect?" The woman standing beside Chen Xuan raised her eyebrow and smiled at her.
There was absolutely no mistake; this person was Ji Lian.
Not only did her voice completely overlap with the memory, but even the spiritual Qi emanating from her gave an inexplicable sense of comfort.
