The boundless starlight receded in a flash. Pulled along by Song Ciwan's long tether, the Lu Family Brothers were like two human-shaped kites, bobbing at a low altitude in the whipping wind.
The wind filled their lungs.
Along with it came the thrilling danger and profound relief of having survived a catastrophe.
Compared to the many Cultivators who had lost their lives in that field of starlight, the Lu Family Brothers were undoubtedly lucky.
Though their current situation was indescribably ridiculous and wretched, at least they were alive!
Lu Hui exclaimed, "Brother, who knew Bright Moon Square was hiding so many people from the Otherworld? All those guys were tucked away so tightly before. I thought they never came to Bright Moon Square, heh..."
As he was speaking, Lu Yuan, who was beside him, suddenly cried out in shock, "That's not right! Those two Scholars—they're clearly people from this world!"
