Yin Weiyin suddenly turned her head, shocked to realize that Dong Gong Ruoshu's figure had vanished without a trace.
Her brows furrowed tightly. This place had numerous branching paths and winding turns. If she doubled back to search, she feared not only failing to find her companion but also losing herself in the labyrinth.
After some contemplation, she pinched a hand seal, stepped into the stance of martial divination, and calculated a reading.
After completing the calculation, she let out a breath of relief.
Fortunately, Dong Gong Ruoshu had not encountered any danger.
For now, she needed to find a way out herself.
With that thought in mind, Yin Weiyin pressed forward.
There were no lanterns or torches inside the Buddha Tower. However, the floor, akin to glazed tiles, emitted faint halos of light, neither too dim nor excessively bright, alternating between shadow and glow.
