Swarms of dark sword aura descended from all directions, engulfing the huge mountain and encapsulating An Lin's body within.
But this power could not even make a scratch on him.
A black symbol appeared on his forehead, taking on the shape of a sharp sword.
An Lin took one step, closing a distance of many kilometers, taking him to where Earth Immortal Yue Ying was.
"An Lin?"
Xu Xiaolan let out a yell upon seeing An Lin alive and well, before charging toward him with red eyes and enveloping him in a tight hug.
An Lin could feel that the soft, delicate body in his arms was trembling at this moment, seemingly with sobs.
He patted Xu Xiaolan's back gently. "Sorry to make you worry."
He gently pushed Xu Xiaolan aside after apologizing. "Wait for me, I have to do some other things first."
Xuanyuan Cheng also let out a sigh of relief at the sight of An Lin's return.
"Master!"
