C285 The Bridge of Helplessness

This time, the Chaos Compass didn't just hover above Ghost Island; it was also sifting through a plethora of data, honing in on the Underworld's entrance beneath Ghost Immortal Peak.

The students, elders, and the dean atop Ghost Immortal Peak all took notice of the celestial light.

It seemed as though a colossal mirror hung in the distant heavens