After Marquis Yanling left, Zhang Ruochen triggered the power in the twelve Buddhist beads, suppressed his forces and followed her.
There was a tunnel to the underground.
There were complicated formation inscriptions at the entry, and there were sixteen third marquises guarding the entrance, which showed how important the prisoner was.
"Marquis Yanling."
The two third marquises who were originally sitting stood up and saluted Marquis Yanling.
"Nothing abnormal happened?" Marquis Yanling asked.
"Nothing."
Marquis Yanling nodded and pressed forward. Suddenly, inscriptions showed up in the air.
Her fingers turned into phantoms and pointed at nine knots on the formation.
Whoosh!
The inscriptions on the formation went black, and Marquis Yanlin disappeared in the dark.
Zhang Ruochen took a look at the dark. After thinking for a while, he performed spatial twist and got in.