"Why...why haven't you come out yet?" He Haigong asked anxiously.
He has a bad temper, has no control over his words, and is most impatient. Master Ming Jing has criticized him many times on this point, and every time he finds out, he cannot help but criticize him, and has to call him a scholar to temper his temper. But this time for the first time, Master Ming Jing had no intention of reprimanding him, because although the problem he was worried about was exactly what everyone was worried about now, he just said it.
It was less than half a quarter of an hour from the time when True Lord Yuan Heng broke into the formation, but it was enough. With True Lord Yuanheng's cultivation, there is almost nothing that can block his existence in this secret realm, at least there is no such existence among living people.
How could the cultivation of Holy Son Jindan of Shilaozi be able to withstand the enemies of True Lord Yuanheng? There is only one possibility for that person not coming out for so long, and that is... there is something wrong with Ningxia itself.
Only in order to protect the safety of Ningxia could Zhenjun Yuanheng compromise.
——Something must have happened in Ningxia.
This idea lingered in everyone's minds for a long time, and it even gave rise to many bad scattered thoughts, making everyone a little uneasy.
Not to mention the group of people who are close to Ningxia, the people from the Zhenfa Hall, the greedy ones, Lin Pingzhen... and even the disciples who accidentally knew this long-missing junior sister before, whether it was true or false, They couldn't help but start to worry about the safety of the two people inside.
However, it is obvious that this matter did not end so easily, nor could it present the "happy ending" they longed for. After all, something went wrong in the middle.
When the hazy fog outside the formation began to turn red, the scorching heat spread out layer by layer and rushed toward them. In the blink of an eye, no one even noticed it in time. However, when I discovered it, it was too late.
"What is that?!" a disciple of the Wuhua Sect said in horror. His cultivation just now was nothing more than Foundation Establishment, so his ability to enter the secret realm this time was all because of his family's reputation, and his own abilities were average. If he could survive this journey without dying halfway, his ancestral graves would be smoking, but his essence is still cowardly.
He was also unlucky. He was standing in a perfect position. Sparks shot out from nowhere and hit the corner of his robe, causing his entire hem to burn.
After all, he was a monk. After panicking for a while, he summoned a large amount of water. However, the flames did not go out at all. Instead, they became more powerful, and the protective layer outside was burned clean in an instant. Then there was a burst of screams, and the disciple's face was distorted, as if his soul was being burned, and waves of hoarse howls came from his mouth.
Before everyone had time to study the cause of this man's misery, they were pushed back by a strong force, pushing them away from the front row of the formation. The young man's gentle voice came to his ears: "Everyone, please step back a little further. This fire is incredibly powerful and difficult to control. If you are burned, it may not be cured under the conditions in the secret realm. Please listen to some advice."
He straightened the boy who had fainted from the pain due to the accident. After checking, he found that the boy had fainted from the pain and nothing else, so he handed him over to a fellow disciple next to him. Although he said that everyone should step back, in fact, he had already made corresponding arrangements. Before anyone could react, he had "forced" everyone to take a few steps back, away from the inexplicable burning flames.
After explaining some things, he rushed towards the place where arrangements were most needed now.
"Let me go! Zhenjun and Junior Sister Ning are still inside. You didn't see the flames just now. Something has happened. If we don't try to rescue us, we immediately hide back. I-" The young man's face turned red. His tone was full of disbelief, and he was heartbroken by the indifference shown by his fellow disciples at that moment.
————Replace immediately. Replace immediately. Come back after two o’clock——
——Something must have happened in Ningxia.
This idea lingered in everyone's minds for a long time, and it even gave rise to many bad scattered thoughts, making everyone a little uneasy.
Not to mention the group of people who are close to Ningxia, the people from the Zhenfa Hall, the greedy ones, Lin Pingzhen... and even the disciples who accidentally knew this long-missing junior sister before, whether it was true or false, They couldn't help but start to worry about the safety of the two people inside.
However, it is obvious that this matter did not end so easily, nor could it present the "happy ending" they longed for. After all, something went wrong in the middle.
When the hazy fog outside the formation began to turn red, the scorching heat spread out layer by layer and rushed toward them. In the blink of an eye, no one even noticed it in time. However, when I discovered it, it was too late.
"What is that?!" a disciple of the Wuhua Sect said in horror. His cultivation just now was nothing more than Foundation Establishment, so his ability to enter the secret realm this time was all because of his family's reputation, and his own abilities were average. If he could survive this journey without dying halfway, his ancestral graves would be smoking, but his essence is still cowardly.
He was also unlucky. He was standing in a perfect position. Sparks shot out from nowhere and hit the corner of his robe, causing his entire hem to burn.
After all, he was a monk. After panicking for a while, he summoned a large amount of water. However, the flames did not go out at all. Instead, they became more powerful, and the protective layer outside was burned clean in an instant. Then there was a burst of screams, and the disciple's face was distorted, as if his soul was being burned, and waves of hoarse howls came from his mouth.
Before everyone had time to study the cause of this man's misery, they were pushed back by a strong force, pushing them away from the front row of the formation. The young man's gentle voice came to his ears: "Everyone, please step back a little further. This fire is incredibly powerful and difficult to control. If you are burned, it may not be cured under the conditions in the secret realm. Please listen to some advice."
He straightened the boy who had fainted from the pain due to the accident. After checking, he found that the boy had fainted from the pain and nothing else, so he handed him over to a fellow disciple next to him. Although he said that everyone should step back, in fact, he had already made corresponding arrangements. Before anyone could react, he had "forced" everyone to take a few steps back, away from the inexplicable burning flames.
After explaining some things, he rushed towards the place where arrangements were most needed now.
"Let me go! Zhenjun and Junior Sister Ning are still inside. You didn't see the flames just now. Something has happened. If we don't try to rescue us, we immediately hide back. I-" The young man's face turned red. His tone was full of disbelief, and he was heartbroken by the indifference shown by his fellow disciples at that moment.
