At the same time, a group of people rushed out of the space plane.
Some were in good condition but most were injured in various places.
Their eyes were filled with terror and they looked relieved to leave the space plane.
"Master, can you listen to what they are saying."
Yang Xu nodded and stretched his divine sense to envelop the entire plain.
A moment later, he sighed and turned to his group.
"Fifty cultivators went in but only a dozen came back. The rest were swallowed by a space crack." He said.
"What about the collapsed space?" Xuan Ke asked.
"It has nothing to do with those who came out. There should be another group in the space plane."
"It's no use standing here. Let's get ready to enter." Yu Nianzhen said and the others agreed.
Soon after, Yang Xu covered them with soul power and the five disappeared from view.
