Whoosh! Whoosh!
Qin Jun and Qin Lingming swiftly dove down from the clouds, the desolate forest that met their eyes was bleak and terrifying, resembling the Netherworld.
The intermittent screams came from all directions, and in the distance, giant birds flew past, their wings stirring a wild wind that added to the terrifying atmosphere.
Qin Jun furrowed his brows—thinking about Lingming being in such a place filled him with inexplicable fear.
If anything happened to Lingming, how would he explain it to Zhu Yanqing?
Feeling Qin Jun's unease, Qin Lingming glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, as long as I do not disappear, it means he's not dead."
After speaking, he spread out his Divine Consciousness, scanning in all directions, hoping to locate Lingming.
Qin Jun tried to calm himself and then spread out his Divine Consciousness as well.
Soon, both men opened their eyes, exchanged glances without a word, and swiftly headed west at high speed.