Chapter 681
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Qiao Chu and the others were not so lucky as they gathered together in the fog. Their injuries were stabilized with elixirs and they were exhausted but they continued to search. They were really exhausted now.
Jun Wu Xie quietly checked their injuries one by one. Fortunately, their injuries were not serious and they would recover with a little rest.
"We cannot continue to stay at the Heaven's End Cliff. We have to go back." Fan Zhuo said as he looked at Jun Wu Xie's bandaged hand.
They had truly experienced the dangers of the Heaven's End Cliff this time and they knew that without a map, it was almost impossible to find the real location of the Dark Emperor's tomb through the fog.
Before their parents had gone into the Dark Emperor's tomb, they had not been the only ones. Their companions had been with them as well. Eight people, from seven different palaces. There had been seven teams, but among those who had managed to find the Dark Emperor's tomb, only the eight of them remained.
Those who were sent by the Twelve Palaces to search must be top exponents. But even so, they had narrowly escaped with their lives. Besides the eight people from the seven palaces, five teams from the other five palaces had been completely annihilated.
Qiao Chu and the others might be considered strong in the Lower Realm but when faced with the trap the Dark Regime had set up, they were so insignificant.
Jun Wu Xie nodded.
They had achieved their goal and knowing that they would not be able to find their destination under such circumstances, they did not want to waste any more time.
Fan Zhuo and the others calmed their hearts and nursed their bodies as they prepared to leave the Heaven's End Cliff.
They rested in the stone hut for three days and after swallowing the last portion of their rations and water, they decided to leave this hell.
Jun Wu Xie carried Lord Meh Meh in her arms and was the last one to walk out of the stone hut. She turned to look at the simple and crude hut that had brought her great rewards and turned to hand Lord Meh Meh over to Ye Sha.
Qiao Chu and the others looked at Jun Wu Xie in puzzlement. A silver ring had appeared in Jun Wu Xie's hand and she lowered her head to look at the dusty ring.
She had found this ring in a corner of the wall and it must have been a relic left behind by the owner of the stone hut before he died. When the person died, the spirit of the ring would dissipate and this ring was now just a ring without any spirit power.
Jun Wu Xie rubbed the smooth surface of the ring and after a moment of silence, she placed the ring on her finger.
Suddenly, she knelt down on one knee!
Facing the stone house, he solemnly kowtowed three times.
"I don't know your name, but you can be considered as my Master. Even though you're no longer here, I still want to bring you away from the bottom of this cliff." Jun Wu Xie's voice was calm, her clear eyes filled with determination.
That short sentence allowed her to learn the most important thing. No matter how long this person had been dead, he was still her Master!
In the quiet mist, Qiao Chu and the others looked at Jun Wu Xie in surprise. After hearing her words, their faces broke into smiles.
Just as Jun Wu Xie's voice dissipated into the mist, the stone house that had stood tall for an unknown number of years suddenly trembled. In an instant, the stone house that had sheltered Jun Wu Xie from the wind and rain for several days suddenly collapsed!
Pieces of bricks fell onto the scorched ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Within that cloud of dust, Jun Wu Xie seemed to see the tall and straight figure of a man, faint and illusory. He seemed to be smiling faintly within that cloud of dust, and as the dust settled, everything disappeared without a trace.
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