Qiao Chu and the others were not so lucky, they gathered together one by one in the mist, and the injuries on their bodies could only be stabilized with pills temporarily, and they were still looking for them when they were exhausted, and now they were really tired and paralyzed.

Jun Wuxian quietly checked the injuries on their bodies one by one, but fortunately, the injuries were not serious, and they could recover with a little cultivation.

"We can't stay any longer, we have to go back." Fan Zhuo looked at the hand that had just been bandaged by Jun Wuxie.

This time, they truly comprehended the danger of Breaking the World, and they also knew that without a map, it was almost impossible to find the true location of the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum from this mist.

Before their parents entered the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum, they were not the only ones who were accompanied by their companions, eight people, from seven different halls, originally seven teams, but if they found the mausoleum, only eight of them remained.

Those who can be sent out by the Twelve Halls to find must be top masters, but even so, it is a life of nine deaths, in addition to the eight people in the Seven Palaces, there are also the teams of the Five Palaces that have all been wiped out.

Qiao Chu and the others are indeed very strong in the Lower Three Realms now, but when they face the traps created by the Evil Domain, they are so small.

Jun Wuxian nodded.

Their purpose has been achieved, and they know that it is impossible to find their destination in this situation, so they have no intention of continuing to consume.

Fan Zhuo and the others calmed down to recuperate their bodies, and prepared to leave the end of the world.

After three days of living in a stone hut, they swallowed the last part of their rations and water, and decided to leave this hell.

Jun Wuxian hugged Lord Baba, and the last one walked out of the stone house, she turned her head to look at this simple stone house, but brought her a huge harvest, and turned around to hand Lord Baa to the night sha.

Qiao Chu and the others looked at Jun Wuxian suspiciously, Jun Wuxian didn't know when there was a silver ring in her hand, she lowered her head and looked at the ring that had not been dusted for a long time.

This ring, which she found in the corner of the wall, should be the last relic left by the owner of this stone house before he died.

Jun Wuxian scrubbed the smooth surface of the ring, and after a moment of silence, she held the ring between her fingers.

Suddenly, she fell to her knees on one knee!

Facing the stone house, he solemnly kowtowed three times.

"I don't know your name, but you are my innocent master, even though you are no longer there, I want to take you away from the bottom of this cliff." Jun Wuxie's voice was unsettling, and his clear eyes carried a hint of firmness.

That short sentence made her learn something that was only for the key, no matter how long this person has been dead, he is her master!

In the quiet mist, Qiao Chu and the others looked at Jun Wuxian in surprise, and after hearing her words, a smile appeared on their faces.

When Jun Wuxie's voice dissipated in the fog, the stone house that had stood for an unknown number of years suddenly trembled a little, and in an instant, the stone house that had sheltered Jun Wuxian from the wind and rain for several days suddenly collapsed!

Pieces of masonry fell on the charred earth, raising up clouds of dust.

In that dust, Jun Wuxian seemed to see a man's tall figure, faint, as phantom as unreal, he seemed to be smiling slightly in the dust, and as the dust fell, a qiē disappeared into invisibility.