Two days later.
Nightfall descended, and the outer winds of Chouyun Pass howled with a biting chill.
Three cloaked figures quietly approached the edge of the Celestial Abyss.
Leading the way was, naturally, Chen Ye who was in charge of guiding them.
Bai Li kept Little Susu protected at his side, one hand resting on the ordinary hilt of his sword, his body radiating Sword Intent cautiously but imperceptibly.
Logically speaking,
none of the Demon Cultivators around Chouyun Pass could stand against him.
But with his daughter by his side, he couldn't afford to be careless.
As they got closer to the Celestial Abyss, the patrols of Emotion Crossing Sect Demon Cultivators grew more numerous.
Occasionally, several subtle Foundation Establishment Stage Divine Senses crisscrossed through the air, making the defense extremely strict.
"Be careful, there are two patrols ahead."
Bai Li frowned slightly, conveying a secret message.
