Continuing.
Ma Yikui transformed into his Wood Spirit Body and sent it gliding into the courtyard with a thought.
A moment later, the Wood Spirit Body returned, and Ma Yikui's face lit up with joy.
"This courtyard should be a place for refining tools, but that area has collapsed, so all the way to the back door of the courtyard, there is no danger."
Having said that, he turned to Jin Sheng and Han Yi. Jin Sheng and Han Yi exchanged a glance and then walked into the courtyard together, with the cultivators following.
As expected, when they reached the middle, a large area on the right had collapsed. Han Yi guarded his mind and looked down to see a dark and profound vista, filled with strange and assorted sights.
With just a glance, his brow furiously twitched, and a sense of crisis suddenly surged. He quickly withdrew his gaze, and swiftly cut away all the emotions that had bubbled up to the surface, leaving not a trace behind, before he finally felt at ease.
