Three days and nights, Feng Xiu and others dug in the Black Desert for three days and nights, but besides flowing sand, there was still flowing sand. The so-called God Formation Secret Realm seemed never to have appeared; it was just the flowing sand next to Green Lake, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, not to mention the shadow of Qin Liuxi.
No, not even her shadow, even her soul, everyone gathered their strength to summon, yet they couldn't summon her.
Teng Zhao, as if gone mad, regardless of everyone's opposition, forcibly broke open the Ghost Gate and stormed in. He didn't believe, he didn't believe the master was truly gone.
He didn't believe it.
Little Ginseng cried like anything but a ginseng, desperately clinging to him, saying: "If her soul was still in the Underworld, how could she not be summoned? She saved this world, saved all living things; even in death, she should return to heaven, not descend underground."
