One day later.
As Xuandan Sect came into view, Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked behind him, at the rear of the Heavenly Immortal Level Boat, which had already left all other immortal boats behind.
Halfway through the journey, the Heavenly Immortal Level Boat had stopped and let go of all cultivators who did not belong to the Xuandan Sect, allowing them to leave on their own.
Xuanxue Sub-sect had been destroyed, and the 18 Immortal Cities had turned into ruins. With Xuanxue Immortal City collapsed, there was no longer any connection between the external cultivators and the Xuandan Sect, and the agreement had become invalid.
Han Yi turned his head back towards the Xuandan Sect and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.
This world was still too dangerous.
