As hard as the soil was, the moisture still managed to make it, wet. making it a cold and dark place. Where no wind blows.
On the deepest part of her base, A meditating Zhi Rui sat cross-legged. The fainting whistling of the wind on the far up entrance reached her ears bit by bit. The desolate place made you wonder why anyone would stay there in the first place.
But in her astral body, Zhi Rui saw a whole different world. a white light was shining from underground, it was pure and beautiful. As far down as ZIh Rui went, the thicker it emanated. And zh Rui's mind grew with anxiousness, she often thought of what it might be if it's a curse or a blessing.
She was as far as a hundred meters down, the soil became too hard for her to dig.etried the pickaxe Zhun XUying made, the hammer, every other food enough weapon. and managed to dig ten meters more, but then the soil became one level more hard. And there was nothing more to be done.
