Upon these words being spoken, Zhao Boyang and the others were taken aback. Zhao Boyang furrowed his brows slightly and looked at Jin’er.
Jin’er’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, meeting Gu Sheng’s calm gaze for a moment. The air seemed to freeze for an instant.
A faint ripple appeared in Jin’er’s eyes, then quickly subsided.
She slowly raised her right hand, bringing three fingers together, the fingertips emitting a faint gloomy light, her voice still cold, yet with an almost imperceptible hint of helplessness.
"I, Jin’er, swear by my Martial Arts heart that within the Secret Realm of the Thousand Souls Hall, I will never actively oppose Gu Sheng and his disciples. If I violate this oath, may my Dao Foundation collapse, and my Divine Soul extinguish."
With the oath established, an invisible binding force quietly descended.
Seeing this, Zhao Boyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to smooth things over.
"Gu acts cautiously, as he should. Thus, we are truly allies now! There is no time to waste, the entrance is already open, let us enter quickly!"
Gu Sheng nodded slightly, saying no more.
The group no longer delayed, led by Zhao Boyang, they each stepped into the slowly rotating dark blue energy vortex.
Gu Sheng brought up the rear with Gu Yuanyuan.
The moment they stepped into the vortex, a strong sense of spatial pulling came over them, the light and shadows before their eyes shifting.
In just a few breaths, a feeling of solid ground underfoot came, and the group found themselves in a brand-new world.
The sight before them caused everyone except Gu Sheng and Jin’er to gasp in shock!
The sky wasn’t the familiar blue and white, but an eerie dark red, with a giant "moon" emitting a ghastly white light hanging high above, its surface covered in twisted black lines, exuding a chilling aura of death.
The earth was charred black, riddled with massive intersecting cracks, like scars torn open by giant claws.
Deep within the cracks, dark red magma flowed faintly, emitting a scorching heat that formed a bizarre contrast with the coldness of the sky.
The air was thick with the smell of sulfur and a sense of decay and decline, making it difficult to breathe.
In the distance, faint outlines of dilapidated ancient black palaces were visible, like the bones of a giant beast, standing on the desolate earth.
Even farther, there seemed to be endless mountain ranges, all shrouded in a layer of gray mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Is this place... the Secret Realm of the Thousand Souls Hall?"
A burly man spoke in a dry voice, instinctively tightening the grip on his giant axe.
"The No-fly Array is even stronger here."
The tall, thin Array Master felt the surroundings with a grave expression.
"The space here is extremely chaotic, the energy mixed and disorderly, making it impossible to fly through the sky, one can only travel on foot."
"Be cautious!"
Zhao Boyang said in a deep voice, his eyes sharply scanning the surroundings.
"This place is far more perilous than the outer ruins, stay close to the group, and do not act on your own!"
Everyone nodded in agreement, their expressions tense.
Gu Yuanyuan instinctively moved a step closer to Gu Sheng.
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