Time passed slowly inside that underground pass, but Tianlong Yun had to say that he the person in charge of these formations was quite good.
Certainly not on his level, but extremely good for someone who had lived his whole life on the small planet Earth.
For a full week, these guys sat in lotus position cultivating, and waiting for their enemies to either leave or lower their guard.
Tianlong Yun was the same, all the week he cultivated, and meditated on his path and Dao while helping his disciples to heal every once in a while.
In the morning of the seventh day, the first disciple managed to open his eyes, as he looked with a startled look towards the situation around him.
In his mind, he had thought that he had died, so looking around the lowly lit underground passage, he started to think whether this was heaven or hell.
