"Never mind, even if that demon is powerful, after being suppressed for so many years, it must be quite weak. Moreover, there are many late Foundation Establishment Sect cultivators who have descended, enough to handle everything." Han Li looked deeply into the bottom of the cliff and spoke indifferently.
He then beckoned Gui Ling, and the two of them gently floated down the cliff.
This descent was unfathomably deep. They had floated down for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, and still, there was no sign of the bottom.
Han Li was puzzled, and his heart felt a trace of alarm.
At this point, the environment around them had become somewhat dim and obscure, and everything around was pitch-black, making it impossible to see too far.
Instead, looking up, the white light above was still faintly visible.
If it were an ordinary Sect cultivator, in this place where Divine Sense was greatly limited, they would surely only be able to perceive movements within a few dozen feet.
