Sword light, in the blink of an eye, arrived right in front of him.
At this moment, a streak of silver light fell from the sky above the ancient city, within it, a white talisman descended.
This white talisman shielded Chu Ning, absorbing and dissolving all the sword light.
As the sword light dissipated, the white talisman also turned into ashes.
Chu Ning heaved a sigh of relief; he watched helplessly as the sword light approached, and then saw the appearance of the white talisman, which blocked the sword light for him.
He didn't know where this white talisman came from, but he knew that without it, he would have likely perished here this time.
"This place is only reachable by the disciples of the Mountain Sect; logically speaking, there should be no dangers. Could it be because of the skeletons at the city gate?"
Chu Ning frowned, lost in thought.