Inside Wanling Pass, there was dead silence, not a sound to be heard.
All living creatures had departed; this place had become a dead city that merely retained the style and layout of ancient times with not a trace of life to be found.
"I'm not clear on what place this is either! Since I've come here to guard the pass, countless epochs have passed, and not a single person has visited." Sensing the doubt in everyone's hearts, Bai Qi wandered forth, his words tinged with an indescribable loneliness.
"Has Fellow Daoist ever visited the Ancestral Witch Hall?" Li Qingming nodded slightly, giving Bai Qi a complex look, and spoke.
Bai Qi shook his head and said, "The Daoist Venerable has decreed that there are some things you are not yet meant to know! Therefore, please forgive Bai for being unable to say more!"
Li Qingming nodded in understanding once more, remaining silent.
