Feeling a wave of dizziness washing over him, Lu Xuan found himself landing amidst an ancient forest that reached towards the heavens.
The Nurturing Xuan Scabbard with the embedded Purple Lightning Sword hung at his waist. From his sleeves, two Third Class Water Dragon Amulets slipped out and fell into his palm. His Spiritual Sense spread out carefully. Within a radius of a hundred feet, he didn't detect any anomalies.
Only then did Lu Xuan feel slightly relieved.
"It appears that more than thirty Inner Sect Disciples were randomly scattered within the Blessed Land. I wonder what area the others ended up in."
With these thoughts, he carefully surveyed his surroundings.
All around him were towering ancient trees, their heights lost to sight. Black and green leaves covered the sky like a canopy, shrouding the area beneath in gloom. Thousands of thick branches hung down, crowding the space below.
