She needs to personally go and pick up the person.
The next day, at the center of the Demon Mountain
A day passed, and the mountain that originally existed in the center of the Demon Mountain had long since disappeared, replaced by a massive pitch-black pit.
The black Fungus Blanket spread downwards from the edge of the pit, firmly fixing the pit walls to prevent collapse.
But at the bottom of the pitch-black pit, there was an almost entirety of silver-white network covering the pit floor.
That was the research institute Bai Yi had painstakingly searched for as a relic not long ago, entirely made of metal and still as new as ever after several millennia, shimmering with a silver-white metallic luster.
Perhaps this research institute, from the day it was built, never imagined it would see daylight after a thousand years in such a manner.
"Ju."
