But soon they realized the path ahead kept getting narrower, and to their surprise, there was a sheer cliff right beside them. Eventually, the path was only wide enough for one person, and a slight misstep could result in a fall off the cliff.
"Are we going in the wrong direction?"
Someone raised a question, "Whose tomb would be located on such a cliff?"
Just then, a sharp scream came from ahead of Wen Jiaren, followed immediately by someone falling downward.
"Be careful."
Wen Jiaren shouted and quickly reached out to grab and pull him back.
It was Ma Yi's Senior Disciple, the man whose finger Wen Jiaren had chopped off.
The man, clearly frightened, clung tightly to the stone wall, gasping for breath and shaken. He had stepped on loose gravel and almost slid downward, but fortunately, Wen Jiaren had pulled him back just in time, otherwise, he would have fallen off the cliff and been shattered to pieces.
