"But how are we going to get out?"
This was a very critical question. Ming Yue fell silent. When they were swept in, they had all fainted. They could not remember the way they came, nor did they know who else had been involved back then. If not for the little pagoda, the two of them would have died in the violent turbulence.
"Hmm… Clearly, this is the most serious problem we've encountered so far."
Ye Qiu nodded and silently walked to the Sun Moon Pond, looking at the stone tablet in front of him.
Just as they were in a daze, they heard an ethereal cry that attracted their attention.
"The cry of the deers! They seem to be guiding us again." Ye Qiu looked up and saw a few immortal deers emitting white moonlight looking over.
