Jiang Dali furrowed his brow and pinched the Great Vajra Wheel Seal, uttering the True Mantra in a deep voice, "Lin!"
This low shout of the mantra, along with the spread of Jiang Dali's Divine Intent, instantly scattered the formerly oppressive atmosphere without a trace.
Its mysterious effect was something only those who experienced it could truly understand.
Murong Qingqing and the others all relaxed their faces, their expressions easing.
However, their hearts soon tightened again, as they discerned the sound of something approaching rapidly through the nearby passageway using sound to judge position.
"Is it the Fire Qilin!?"
Startled, Bai Ting instinctively stepped back, feeling slightly safer behind Jiang Dali's broad back.
Both Nie Renwang and Murong Qingqing were on high alert, but Nie Renwang soon looked puzzled, "No, it's not the Fire Qilin. By the sound of footsteps, it seems to be humans, several of them."
"Indeed."
Jiang Dali also looked puzzled.
