BZZZT.
The world spun around him.
Jiang Wenyuan's vision suddenly went black.
When he came to his senses, he found himself in an enclosed hallway. A dark red carpet, thick with dust, covered the floor, giving the place an air of decay and ruin.
Jiang Wenyuan turned his head. The cultivators from the Star Casting Hall and the three sects were all gone, vanished without a trace.
"Hm?"
'Is this... random teleportation?'
Jiang Wenyuan narrowed his eyes, muttering to himself.
Random teleportation was a common trap in Grotto Heaven ruins.
Besides, this had already been confirmed during a previous exploration of the ruins.
'Xiaoyu...'
At this thought, a wave of grief washed over Jiang Wenyuan's face.
It was because of random teleportation that his Miss Lin had been left isolated and helpless, meeting her tragic end.
"Tsk tsk..."
"How touching. Why don't you join her in the Netherworld and be a pair of ill-fated lovers?"
