Su Yi facepalmed, but he couldn’t bring himself to be angry.

The girl in black robes was young and inexperienced. Sure, she was disregarding his warning and acting willfully, but she had a kind heart. That was a rare and precious thing.

Stepping out now was little different from throwing her life away, but she nonetheless couldn’t bear to watch a group of unfamiliar cultivators meet with disaster.

Whoosh! 

The young woman in black stepped forward and exited the grand hall.

It was then that Xie Yanyun and the others reacted as if awakening from a dream; they finally understood.

“Don’t tell me that girl… is the ‘Ling Zhen’ those terrifying ghosts spoke of?”

“I’m sure of it!”

“Doesn’t that mean we’ve been saved?”

It was as if the cultivators of the Blue Firmament Sword Sect had been on the verge of drowning, only to see hope of rescue. All of them were excited.

“What’s there to be happy about? I most certainly can’t watch that girl face this peril on her own!” Xie Yanyun said coldly.

As she spoke, she drew the sword strapped to her back, turned, and left the temple.

The others looked at each other, but none of them dared step forth and face the danger alongside...