Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Disciples came and went from the Jade Plate Secret Realm.
Lanshan and his group had all come out. They had died within the Secret Realm, their minds wounded, leaving them in a daze.
They had managed to last this long because after breaching an underground palace, they had obediently spent a whole month mining inside.
Among the ore were skeletons covered in runes, with occasional patterns mixed in.
The burly men stared at each other blankly for a long time before guessing it was a method for tempering the body. They forced themselves to memorize and try it, and they benefited greatly.
Although they didn't go looking for trouble, a skeleton later came to life and wiped them all out like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
As they were being led away, Lanshan knew he and his men were being sent out, so he grabbed an An family disciple in front of him.
"Do you know where Bai Mo, Alchemist Bai, is?"
