At that moment, Mo Huasong and the others were nearing the time to return to the relics.
Suddenly, energy surged around them, growing stronger and stronger, especially the energy falling from the sky made Mo Huasong and his companions feel different from before. They were about to leave this place.
"Quick, let's hurry and collect beast cores, or it will really be too late," Lu Yunyi urged while collecting beast cores from fierce beasts, as she ran toward Mo Huasong.
The cultivators panicked because they thought about returning, but they had no idea how it would happen, as they had never been certain before.
Now, with the energy enveloping them as if to sweep them away, they worried about what might happen afterward.
If they were to die during the transfer process, it would be a loss beyond words.
At this time, Lu Yunyi rushed to Mo Huasong's side, looking at him with concern, "Mo Batian, how are you doing? You can't die."
