Published: January 31, 2025
Seeing Mo Li rush in without hesitation, Ning Muyao immediately showed a hint of surprise.
"Young Master Qin, your friend really has some guts." Ning Muyao admired Mo Li.
With Qin Chen's previous experience to draw from, ordinary people wouldn't dare to foolishly rush in.
Sure enough, Little Dragon appeared somewhat timid, trembling as he said, "Boss, can I not go in? I’ll guard outside for you, how about that?"
Qin Chen's face darkened: "Hurry up and get in!"
Little Dragon shivered and helplessly replied, "Oh!"
After saying that, he directly lay down on the back of the Sun God Turtle, then spoke to the Prison Dragon Great Emperor, "Brother, you stand in front of me. If there's danger, I'll remind you."
Prison Dragon Great Emperor: "..."
He said nothing, directly landing on the Sun God Turtle as they all entered the void together.
Not far away, Ning Muyao gently waved her hand.
In an instant, an invisible wave spread out, and the empty breath that originally enveloped this space slowly dissipated.
"Big turtle, be careful," Little Dragon said nervously, looking around, his entire body pressed tightly against the Sun God Turtle, afraid of being affected by the empty breath.
"Puff!"
Seeing Little Dragon's appearance, Ning Muyao couldn't help but laugh, causing Little Dragon's face to turn beet red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to hide in.
Fortunately, Little Dragon was originally a Netherworld Red Dragon, so his flushed face didn't look particularly unusual.
On the contrary, the Sun God Turtle showed no fear in this void, its bright little eyes curiously looking around and blinking, quickly moving closer to Qin Chen and the others.
The void passage that had originally opened behind them was slowly being filled again by the empty breath.
"Young Master Qin, please," Ning Muyao smiled as she led the way ahead after Mo Li and the others got closer.
"You all stick close to me," Qin Chen told Mo Li and the others, glancing at the many undead outside the void, puzzled, "Miss Ning, why aren’t your undead coming in?"
Ning Muyao shook her head: "It’s meaningless for them to come in. In this void, as long as I enter, I won't be attacked by the empty breath. They would actually be attacked, so it's better for them to wait outside."
"Is that so?"
Qin Chen nodded in realization, thinking those undead could also enter without being attacked by the empty breath. It turned out it was only Ning Muyao who could do so.
With Ning Muyao leading the way, the group moved forward quickly. With her presence, it seemed the empty breath surrounding them could sense her existence; wherever she walked, the empty breath would actively stop, causing no disturbances whatsoever.
Qin Chen exclaimed, "Miss Ning, this empty breath is so terrifying, yet it actively avoids this place. Your control over it is truly profound."
Ning Muyao smiled wryly and shook her head: "Young Master Qin is joking. How could I control such empty breath with my strength? If I could control it, I wouldn’t be afraid of the Emperor of Hidden Darkness and would have everyone hiding here."
"I’ve only gained some understanding of the empty breath through years of research and insights. Although it seems chaotic, it actually has its own operational principles. Like navigating a river, you just need to go with the flow."
"I see."
Qin Chen nodded and smiled, "Being able to grasp the patterns of this empty breath is already quite remarkable. At least those undead living here for so many years couldn’t control it; you're the only one who has achieved it. But I’m curious..."
Qin Chen looked at Ning Muyao, "Since you can enter the core source of the Undead Kingdom, why haven’t you taken control of it? If you could control a thread of the core source of the River of the Undead, you could use its power to contend with the Emperor of Hidden Darkness."
Ning Muyao smiled bitterly: "Controlling the core of the River of the Undead is not that simple. To achieve this is extremely difficult; besides the rumored innate path soul body, no one else could grasp it… it’s likely harder than ascending to the heavens."