Ling Luoyu's lips curled up in a curve: "If you want to go back, how can you still take two days?"

She tore the void and was able to return to Puppet Mountain in an instant.

"It's just that before we go back, we must be mentally prepared!" Ling Luoyu's fingertips gently slid across his lips, his eyes gaze at the distance of the candlelight, a little ethereal and free: "That underground river may be different from what we know..."

"What's wrong with this? Isn't the Chaos Secret Realm different?" Feng Chenglin didn't care.

"Fat man, on the surface, the Chaos Secret Realm and the Underground River may be the same, but they are different in essence..."

“…How do you say it?”

"The reason why the Chaos Secret Realm has a time difference from the outside world is because it is a rare artifact itself, but what about the underground river?"

“…”

"You and I have seen it, that is a simple underground river, a product of nature... On the surface, there should be no time difference!"

Everything in the underground river is born naturally.

Except for the barrier at the cave entrance of that mountain!

"San Young Master, you mean..."

"If the time difference really exists, the location where the underground river is located has been artificially transformed into a magical artifact!"

"...A magical artifact?" Feng Chenglin's eyes rose: "How big is that..."

"This is the difference between it and the Chaos Secret Realm!"

Although the Chaos and Secret Realm is also nothing, it actually exists after all.

And what about the underground river?

I guess no one knows whether the thing exists!

"The time of the underground river is unusual. Maybe the mountain itself is a magical artifact...or it is just because of the existence of the barrier that the space there is wrong!"

"San Young Master... If it's because of the barrier problem, then..." Feng Chenglin's fingertips trembled inexplicably and subconsciously clenched his fists: "It would be fine if it's okay, if there is something wrong..."

"I can't say it!"

This is the problem Ling Luoyu is worried about—

Her original intention was to take a curious look at what was the thing that made the old shopkeeper’s daughter’s body not rot!

Unexpectedly, there would be such an adventure!

Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she stared thoughtfully: "Fatty, you said... the space we are in after we went into the water, the uncorrupted treasure, and the difference in time means...that place has something to do with the ancient ancestors?"

Feng Chenglin's eyes suddenly widened: "Ancient ancestors?"

What does it have to do with them?

After moving his butt, he was confused: "San Young Master, we walked along the way but didn't see anything from the ancient ancestors..."

"That black mist..."

"…What's wrong with the black fog? Don't you know what that is?"

"Do you still remember the Demon Lord of the Emperor?"

"...It's the one among Black Moon Yun? The one who brought you into?" Feng Chenglin couldn't help but sit up straight.

"When I left Yueyun, he gave me something, black...light and foggy... but I don't know what it was..."

Ling Luoyu looked into the distance with cold eyes, and his fingertips touched his chin, and there was no moment.

"But, from the point of breath and perception... it seems to be more or less related to the black fog!"

"But...but didn't you say that those fogs... aren't very friendly?" Feng Chenglin was a little confused by the words.

He clearly remembered that Ling Luoyu said in person that the black fog was not in a bad mood, so he was blocked by some force.
Chapter completed!