Chapter 927: Heavenly Sword Sect Emissary

Danxia Grotto-Heaven?

Though puzzled, the crowd asked no further questions and simply stepped forward, heading toward the spatial passage.

Jiang Daoxuan, Jiang Chen, Jiang Beixuan, Jiang Xingjian, and Jiang Daoping entered in succession.

Their figures vanished within, and before them stretched utter darkness—nothing visible even at arm's length.

After some ten-odd steps forward, a wisp of white light suddenly came into view.

He looked up.

What met his eyes was a magnificent gate of light, pure white in hue!

He passed through the light gate.

The surrounding scenery had already changed completely!

An azure sky, and a boundless green plain stretching as far as the eye could see.

A breeze blew past, carrying the fragrance of earth and grass.

From not far away came the low growls of wild beasts.

This place was... Danxia Grotto-Heaven!

Just as the crowd was still immersed in the wonder brought by the sight before them—

Jiang Daoxuan's voice rose leisurely:

"If you wish to return, you need only pass through that teleportation gate, just as with Purple Myster Grotto-Heaven..."

The crowd instinctively looked up, following the direction the clan head had indicated.

Sure enough, not far away stood an enigmatic gate, streaming light in all directions.

Each of them had been to Purple Myster Grotto-Heaven before and knew all the procedures for entering and leaving.

Hence, nothing before their eyes felt unfamiliar.

Immediately after, the crowd one after another crossed the teleportation gate and returned to Cangwu.

Soon, only Jiang Chen remained on the spot.

He stood in place, silently gazing at the pure-white light gate behind him.

"Younger brother Yan, do you wish to keep wandering outside, or would you like to come home and see..."

Jiang Chen murmured.

If the other party had grown weary of staying out there,

today he would bring him home.

Outside the passage.

Seeing the crowd's figures vanish, Jiang Yan held Cat Xuan, his brows tightly knit as he fell into thought.

At present, he had still not yet obtained any accurate information about the Soul-Returning Grass.

If he kept staying in Moonlight, he could only blunder about like a headless fly.

Though he had the protection of the Cangwu Jiang clan's reputation, it was not useful every time.

Should he encounter danger, given his meager cultivation base, accidents would be hard to avoid.

"As it seems now, it's better to play it safe..."

Jiang Yan gazed at the spatial passage before him and thought to himself, "I've been away from home for a long time now; it's time to go back and have a look."

"Besides, the Soul-Returning Grass's growing conditions are far too harsh—relying on my own strength alone, I'll never find it in the end. Better to seek another way: try borrowing the clan's intelligence channels to see if I can dig up any news about the Soul-Returning Grass."

"During that time, I can also focus wholeheartedly on comprehending the Alchemy Saint's inheritance, and work hard to raise my own cultivation base..."

Jiang Yan's eyes flickered, and he gradually made up his mind.

After today's events, he felt his own weakness more keenly than ever.

Faced with one crisis after another, he was filled with a helplessness beyond words.

That was why he had resolved to take advantage of this period to enter closed-door cultivation in earnest, using every method to build up his own foundation!

Only by being strong himself could he calmly face every crisis to come!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan no longer hesitated. He immediately left the spot and walked toward the spatial passage.

After passing through the passage—

The scene ahead changed abruptly.

Yet that tall figure remained, as always, unchanged.