"Any artifact has its weaknesses, and since we've managed to come in, there definitely has to be a way out," he said.
Hearing this, An Jiuyue fell silent.
While his words made sense, the current situation seemed to be that no matter which direction they walked, their surroundings remained unchanged. Finding this exit might prove to be troublesome.
It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, trying to identify a moving point amidst these forests of trees and stone pillars.
Or perhaps, that point wasn't moving at all but was fixed in place.
"If that's the case, then..."
Her voice trailed off, as she gathered demonic energy into the palm of her left hand and launched it towards a large boulder not far in front of her.
There was a loud 'boom', and the boulder shattered into pieces, followed by a muffled grunt. The voice sounded strangely familiar.
"This voice... have we heard it somewhere before?"
"The voice of Leng Yikun," Qian Jiyun recognized.
