If it was possible, they really did not want to acknowledge Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong as their master any longer.
They could hardly believe the situation had come to this. It was truly a pity.
Taking a deep breath, the three old men worked together to open the entrance to the mystic realm, and Jiang Ming also released the bearded old man's enchantment.
Without the barrier, the bearded old man was much happier. He was jumping around like a child.
Jiang Ming entered the mystic realm.
The sky in the mystic realm was black, dark, and empty. Occasionally, lightning would strike.
It was different from the mystic realm he had entered before. The place he entered was completely barren.
The surrounding wind blew past, bringing along some fine dust.
Jiang Ming felt that he would not be able to breathe properly if he stayed there. He quickly released his folding fan to block the sandstorm.
"Water… Water..."
