The atmosphere of the group after riding a phoenix was still rather stiff.
Alex rubbed his head and slanted his eyes.
"Are we not going in? The phoenix said this was the place with the highest concentration of yin qi."
Zhen Hong coughed and nodded, "Y-yes, Sir Alex, let's go in."
The two others awkwardly nodded.
Following that, they sneakily wriggled into the cave.
The cave was pitch-black, and although it wasn't a problem for Alex, the same couldn't be said for the others.
Fortunately, the yin qi in the air made Zhen Hong's talisman emanate a bright red-ish light that somewhat illuminated the cave.
As they walked deeper and deeper into the cave, they noticed they were also going downhill.
The passage was also getting rather uneven and rough, as sharp stalactites and tall stalagmites made their journey harder.
"Why do ghosts even like such tight spaces?!" The sect leader complained.
