The next moment, a blood-soaked figure with a weak aura stepped out of the Spatial Vortex.
It was none other than Long Ting!
However, his condition was far worse than it had been at the Ten Thousand Mothers Relic. The blue robe on his body had long since been dyed red with blood.
"Senior!"
Seeing this, Jiang Bei hurried forward. Looking at the other's injuries, he asked anxiously, "How are you feeling?"
"Cough, cough!"
Long Ting coughed violently several times, spraying blood as he spoke weakly. "That... that Gao Wanfeng was far too terrifyingly powerful. The treasures on him emerged one after another without end. I only narrowly escaped after reverting to my true form. I almost... almost left my life there for good!"
Jiang Bei's expression sank upon hearing this.
Even someone as strong as Long Ting was no match for Gao Wanfeng?
"It is nothing. Once I return to the clan, these injuries will heal quickly! Follow me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Ting shot straight ahead.
Jiang Bei did not hesitate either, following closely behind as they sped forward together.
The two of them swept across region after region of the Canglan Realm.
Jiang Bei discovered that, at least on the surface, the Canglan Realm was no different from the Tiannan Continent. Even the language spoken here was the same.
He simply did not know whether the Canglan Realm was stronger overall, or whether the Tiannan Continent had the upper hand.
After all, he knew little about the Tiannan Continent. He had always remained within the Fengxian Sacred Dynasty.
"Back then, our Vast Void Dragon Clan was the absolute overlord of the Canglan Realm. Later, we suffered the joint siege of many enemies and gradually declined somewhat. But even so, our Vast Void Dragon Clan