The ninth relay station.

The relay station had been through a lot and looked extremely old.

Only half of the plaque was left, and the words were so blurry that one could only make out half of the word "stand."

The gate, which was almost entirely faded from red paint, was ajar. It swayed slightly in the whistling of the cold wind, like a flag that summoned the soul when leaving the coffin.

PEI Ling strode forward, pushed the door open, and walked in.

The layout of this courier station was similar to that of the previous courier stations. After turning around the screen in front of them, they saw a courtyard covered in moss.

Behind the moon gate, the hall was brightly lit, and the door was half open. Behind a chest-high counter near the door, a black robe as dark as the night could be seen.

Su Xirou, Meng Hongling, and Huan yunzhen followed closely behind.

The sound of footsteps mixed with the melodious sound of rings and pendants breaking the dead silence in the courtyard.