The air vibrated. Mu Hongyu took a step out and fell onto the ground!
"Si—" She rubbed her head. It hurts! Lin Zhifei really didn't lie to me; this transportation formation is really unreliable!
Only she—who had the Faint Yuan Body—could forcefully survive. If it were someone else, they would've been crushed many times!
"Little Hongyu?!" A familiar voice sounded.
Mu Hongyu looked up in surprise. "Senior… Diwu?"
She dazedly gazed at the elder that suddenly appeared in front of her as her almond-like eyes widened. Even though she had cultivated under Diwu Zhangze for a very long time in the Red Moon Desert, she hadn't truly seen the other party's face.
But why… does it seem like he's only a soul?!
Diwu Zhangze's heart sank when he saw the disheveled Mu Hongyu covered in wounds. "Little Hongyu, why did you suddenly come back? And your injuries—"
