It was summer.
The sun was shining brightly.
Jiang Lan walked out of the Netherworld Cave.
He did not see wrongly just now. There was something wrong with the entrance to the Netherworld.
This had caused the silence.
This change should lead to something else.
Without any hesitation, Jiang Lan walked towards the peak of the Ninth Summit. He needed to tell his master.
"Master…"
At the peak of the Ninth Summit, Jiang Lan came behind his master and told him about the entrance to the Netherworld.
"The source is close to the Northern Wastelands, but I can't accurately capture it.
We need to wait for them to make some progress," said Mo Zhengdong.
He was calm and collected.
"Master already knows?" Jiang Lan was surprised.
"Yes." Mo Zhengdong turned to Jiang Lan.
"You've always been in the Netherworld Cave, and you've never stood here often.