The scenic area's back mountain was cordoned off by police officers.
Before long, a helicopter appeared in the sky.
Members of the Secret Corps hurried to the location.
Upon learning that the hostages were safe, the follow-up didn't necessitate Feng Lin's involvement.
He immediately headed to the ruins as Lan He had directed.
Feng Lin was still wearing his trench coat and the human-skin mask.
He arrived at the peak of the mountain, surveyed his surroundings, and then made his way to the entrance of the ruins.
No sooner had he entered than his body began to rapidly descend.
Looking down from high above, it seemed as if there was a blue sea beneath him.
Feng Lin firmly set foot on the blue earth.
The ground beneath his feet cracked and split apart.
Boom!
But the rumbling sound followed only several seconds later.
Feng Lin looked up at the heights above, perhaps five or six hundred meters tall.
There was nothing around, unreachable for the average person.
