White robe Woman

At the same time, when Xiu Luo disappeared into the mysterious rift, Sect Master Feng descended deeper into the crevice, expecting Xiu Luo to follow.

But after a few moments, he turned back and Xiu Luo was gone.

His brows furrowed. He called out, his voice echoing eerily through the jagged stone walls. No reply came. The surroundings remained deathly still, a suffocating silence that pressed heavily on his senses.

Time slipped by. One hour… then another…

The deeper he went, the more distorted the space seemed. It was as though the very world bent and shifted with each step. But there was no trace of Xiu Luo.

As he pressed forward, a soft, unnatural glow caught his eye from a side crevice near the base of a broken pillar of stone. He turned, carefully stepping over crumbled rocks only to find a strange, serpentine vine growing along the jagged wall, its leaves pulsing with an eerie, silver blue hue.