Chapter 601: Beyond the Emerald Canopy
Space hummed in Adam’s ears as the vortex swallowed him. He watched the other inner disciples screech as they fell through a dark tunnel, noting how it pierced through reality.
"Are we going to another dimension?" He chuckled, the tone half joking. Yet, he found it made sense. After all, blessed lands seemed to be separate, miniaturised worlds from what he had understood.
Misha tilted her head, the descent making her golden hair flutter upwards. "It might be a pocket dimension, but it doesn’t matter now." She pointed at the bright light coming from the tunnel’s exit. "We can’t act if we’re with others. Ready to run?"
"Always." An amused chuckled escaped his lips as the blinding light forced him to close his eyes.
The moment they passed through, a sensation of displacement overwhelmed him. And when he recovered his vision, he stood in a somber cave, the distrustful voices of a few disciples piercing the silence.
"Let’s go, Misha," he whispered, taking his first step before his eyes widened and his hand tightened where Misha’s should have been.
A mix of anger, disbelief, and worry washed over his mind as he gazed back, only the damp, empty gave meeting his eyes. He hadn’t felt anything, yet she was gone just like that?
He took a deep breath to calm the rising wave of emotions about to collapse in his mind.
She was powerful and was better at hiding than him, so she should be safe. Instead, the most important thing was to discover if their separation was an isolated accident or if it happened to the others, too. Then, find a way to regroup before anything happened to her, even if chances were low.
’I trust you, sister.’
With a resolute nod, the wind whipped his hair as he rushed out of the cave and gazed at the four disciples. Each wore a robe from a different sect and held their blades, spears, and steel gauntlet before them.