The deeper she went, the more frightened Alison was. She thought it was an ordinary tunnel, but she knew she was wrong when she saw the paved rocks underneath her feet. Soon, Alison arrived at the private room that Darryl was in before. She had a few hundred guards with her.

"Sect Master, this place seems to be an ancient ruin. There might be danger hidden all around us. Why don't you stay here, and I'll go investigate with the rest of the guards?" Rosalind said after scanning the other tunnel entrances. She had always been a cautious one, and her priority was to ensure Alison's safety at all costs.

However, Alison thought otherwise. "It's just an ancient ruin. Nothing to be afraid of." Determination streaked her exquisite face as she said that. As the sect master of the Fantasy Sect, it would be humiliating if she was frightened. More importantly, she wanted to recapture Madame Pandora and Darryl as soon as possible. After all, Darryl might be the only person in the world who could