These two were not merely companions.
They were completely devoted to each other.
If one were threatened, the other would probably tear the entire city apart without hesitation.
Han Qing decided not to ask further questions.
Instead, she said, "We need to reach the ritual chamber."
"Where is it?" Su Yubing asked.
"Under the city lord's mansion."
Mo Yuxin looked toward the ceiling.
"Then we need to return to the surface."
"The passages are sealed."
"We can open them."
"There are guards."
"We can avoid them."
"The city lord has several Nascent Soul cultivators."
Mo Yuxin smiled faintly.
"That is fine."
Han Qing looked between them.
She suddenly felt that perhaps she had found exactly the wrong people to drag into this mess.
But also the right ones.
The three women left the underground temple.
They moved through the hidden streets while the city above remained in darkness.
As they went, they found more traces of what had happened.
Cells.
Empty cages.
