Several months later.
A flash of light.
Zhou Yan, Qi Mingchan, and Mu Yingyun appeared inside the Immortal Lord's Space, their faces displaying obvious signs of a recent scare as they gazed upon that large red orb.
Zhou Yan had lost an arm and was now lying on the ground, without caring for appearances, he chuckled, "Haha... survived... I've survived again."
Qi Mingchan's mouth was bleeding, and he had a piercing wound on his chest. Hearing Zhou Yan, he looked around and felt a chill in his heart.
Of those reincarnators who once filled the space, only the three of them had returned now.
Even so, if it hadn't been for their alliance with the experts of various factions to ambush those disciples from the third generation of Shu Mountain, they never would have completed their first sword-fighting task!
Yet, the journey was still fraught with life-threatening dangers.
