"It's the Saint Son and Saintess of our sect. That's great, they all made it out safely."
"Huh? Where's my grandson? Why hasn't he come out yet?" The powerful cultivators of the various immortal sects all turned their eyes to the group of young talents, some excited, some worried.
"Where's You'er!" Even Tuoba Xiong furrowed his brows tightly, a sense of foreboding inexplicably rising in his heart.
Among the crowd, he saw many disciples of the Azure Sky Immortal Sect, but could not see any sign of Tuoba You.
"The Young Master must have been delayed by something, so he came out later," said an elder of the Tuoba Clan.
"Yes, indeed! The exit of the ancient ruins is only so large; not too many people can come out at once. We just need to wait," said Tuoba Xiong, nodding.
"Wang Gong, you must quickly enter the ancient ruins and have everyone come out immediately; that space tunnel will soon fully form," said Elder Bai Yuan, his expression grave.
