"Behave yourselves!" Yang Ji glanced askew, and the Huayuan Sect Elders finally reined in a bit.
Yang Ji grabbed Mu Yunyan and with a flap of the Wings of Time-Space behind him, he turned into a speck of light and vanished without a trace.
"Wow, our Lord's speed is so fast. I was thinking of fleeing earlier, but where can a mere mortal even run to now?" Yuan Hua widened his eyes, greatly astonished.
"It seems we're destined to fall into our Lord's hands. Let's go, quick, keep up. We'll lose sight of him if we don't hurry." Yuan Hua glanced and turned into a stream of light, following swiftly.
Everyone being powerful experts, they soon tore through the world barrier and arrived in the Taichu World.
A desolate boundary with no sign of life.
Yang Ji and his party of four stopped here.
"Lord, what kind of fortune are you going to bestow upon Fairy Muyun?" the Huayuan Sect Elders asked curiously.
"I'm going to help her become a Red Dust Immortal," Yang Ji said.
