Beiting Huang turned around before the formation pattern, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the faces of the eight people, as if to imprint them firmly in his heart. Then, he looked out over the entirety of the Central Continent, the exhilaration of mountains and rivers beneath his feet coursing through him, divine power carrying his voice to every corner of the Central Continent, "One day, I, Beiting Huang, will return!"
Having said that, he concealed the reluctance in his heart, turned decisively, and stepped into the Teleportation Formation.
Xu Xiaomo and the other two followed him into the Teleportation Formation. Instantly, the light enveloping the Teleportation Formation began to spin rapidly. All Beiting Huang and the others could see was Beiting Huang's figure growing increasingly blurry, more and more so, until it finally vanished.
