Amid violent fluctuations, four figures abruptly appeared.
Three of them swayed when they emerged, but one of them steadied himself in an instant.
It was Guo Ziwei!
He had experienced this sort of ultra-long-distance teleportation more than once, so he had long been prepared.
His gaze fell upon his two companions, and he reached out to support their shoulders.
"There is no harm done. It is merely mana trembling caused by a disturbance in primordial qi, along with the pressure of spatial power upon the fleshly body. A few breaths of cultivation will dispel this discomfort."
"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Guo."
One of the men thanked him, drew a deep breath, then slowly exhaled a long stream of air.
Sure enough, that uncomfortable feeling gradually faded away.
Guo Ziwei's other companion, his senior sister, was preparing to do as he said.
Yet the sight from the corner of her eye made her freeze for a moment.
"Eh!"
Guo Ziwei followed her gaze, only to see the green-shirted man who had teleported alongside them leave the teleportation platform with an unchanged expression and head outside the hall.
It was as if he had not been affected by the teleportation in the slightest.
"That man?"
"How is that possible? He is merely at the Foundation Establishment Stage. Even with the protection of a Great Displacement Token, he should not be this relaxed."
"He seemed to be called... Murong Yuan?"
Night blanketed the land, and stars hung high overhead.
Yet when Luo Chen stepped out of the Teleportation Hall, what he saw was not a scene of utter silence. Instead, an air of bustling liveliness drifted over from nearby.
The lamps shone brilliantly, a riot of colors glittering everywhere.
From time to time, fireworks blossomed beneath the night sky.
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