Looking at the purple-black vortex forming right in front of him and slowly starting to rotate, Xu Xin felt relieved.
Finally!
Finally connected!
"This purple-black vortex…?" Zhao Xiaochuan and Wang Lei also slowly widened their eyes. They weren't seeing this type of vortex for the first time. "Isn't this…the same one on the snowy mountain, used to travel between the top and the foot of the mountain?"
"That's right, my coordinates and that vortex are basically of the same type," Xu Xin explained to them, stepping back a bit.
From the windows of the four parasitic tree houses surrounding them, someone poked their head out from two tree houses—a man and a woman—looking at the coordinates the group had set up.
The short-haired woman couldn't help but shout, "Brother Long, what are you guys doing?"
