Deep within the great Dark Calamity Destruction.
Inside the Black-Black Spirit.
Feng Xuezi was outside, maintaining and supporting the coverage area of the Zhu Tian Fruit.
Fu Bai and Yu Hong had entered the Black-Black Spirit, guiding the way from the front.
Inside the Great Destruction, it was pitch black everywhere.
Nothing could be seen outside the window; only the light from inside the Black-Black Spirit shone through the window, forming a long, narrow pillar of white light.
“Senior, how are Master and the others doing now?” Yu Hong asked aloud while controlling the Black-Black Spirit.
“Your master and the others are currently cultivating together with the main sect of Qinghe Mountain. Their condition isn’t bad. Although sometimes they think about you and Quan He.” Fu Bai replied.
“But Senior Uncle and you also returned to the main sect together, didn’t you? How come—” Yu Hong asked, confused.
“At first, the main sect indeed dispatched a Golden Immortal to migrate alongside us. But they encountered the Great Destruction halfway, and the migration was interrupted. To protect the main sect first, they left earlier. Maybe they will come back later, but...” Fu Bai’s head lowered slightly and he didn’t continue.
“Since the sect encountered the Great Destruction, can’t they just come over and migrate with us?” Yu Hong frowned.