Yun Chujiu had mentioned to Yun Yantian and the others that she had a way to pass through the thick fog, so yun Yantian said respectfully, “Senior Yun, please lead the way.”
Yun chujiu nodded and asked Yun Yantian to take out a few extra totem fragments that he had collected before and place them on the ground.
Yun chujiu began to chant the secret language that the boots spirit had taught her. Soon, the few totem fragments flew up.
Yun Chujiu gave Yun Yantian and the other two a look, indicating for them to follow.
The four of them followed the totem fragments in all directions. After walking for an unknown period of time, a cemetery appeared in front of them.
Although it was called a cemetery, it was actually a lot of coffins placed together. They were arranged very neatly.
Yun Yantian and elder Tianxuan immediately kneeled on the ground and cried out loud.
Seeing this, Yun Qianli also kneeled on the ground with a sorrowful expression.