At the foot of the Asking Dao Ladder, clouds and mist swirled, and the mountain wind was crisp and cool.
Lin Qingfeng, Su Ling'er, and a few disciples from the Artifact Refining Pavilion who had just come down from the ladder all had their eyes fixed on one spot.
There, on the white jade steps, a young man had come to a standstill.
Wang Xiedi.
Just after barely setting foot on the fifteenth step, his body froze. He had clearly fallen into the Heart Demon Illusion Realm.
A silence fell over the mountaintop, leaving only the sound of the wind.
"Sigh..."
Watching this scene, Lin Qingfeng and Su Ling'er let out a sigh at the exact same time.
"Still too pathetic."
The two spoke in unison again. As the words left their mouths, they both froze.
Su Ling'er's heart went cold, and she immediately shut her mouth.
She didn't dare share any more "rapport" with this capricious demon lord.
