Mo Liancheng quieted down, the corners of his mouth still slightly curved in a smile.
Finally, the Profound Realm Gate was repaired.
However, if one paid attention at this moment, they would notice that Mo Liancheng had grown thinner compared to when he first arrived at the Ruined City. Yet, his aura was more restrained, profound, and ancient. Everyone present could feel that Mo Liancheng's cultivation had become increasingly elusive, and his rank seemed to have risen a level.
Qu Tan'er blinked.
Qin Ling, who had been thrown out, chuckled as he returned, "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong."
This guy wasn't afraid of being thrown out again at all.
Mo Liancheng took out a Dark Card, the only one successfully carved using the Red Flame Wood sent by the Tianran Sect. Although it was just one card, it was enough. As long as one person returned to Xuanling and contacted Mo Yifeng, creating more Dark Cards would not be a problem. Xuanling's Red Flame Wood was quite abundant.
