The marching army moved forward in an unwavering stride, as always, with two cloaked figures in the sky leading them, just as before.
A small bird, hidden underneath the shade of a huge tree, observed the marching army.
Its head bobbed up and down, and its pupils were inverted blue, with a dim light glowing in its eyes.
"They are very close and should be able to reach here in about a week," Fang Yin muttered, his eyes also inverted and glowing blue like the bird's.
"Is a week enough?" Lu Zhen wondered, a strange expression on his face.
"Hmm, I don't know," Fang Yin shook his head with a sigh. "The inheritance cave is a mystery to me. I still haven't gone there. However, from my knowledge, those who have gone there sometimes come out after just an hour, while others take years…"
"Then this is troublesome," Lu Zhen said, a frown on his face.
