Inside the Underground City.
Diliya and Maldron were chatting near the teleportation array. Ever since Lu Yang had rescued Maldron and his squad members from the Desolate Celestial Race's castle, Diliya had noticed that Maldron and his team had made tremendous progress in resisting illusions.
"It's been four days. I wonder how things are going with His Highness," Diliya said as she put away the detection artifact—the Mana Mirror, which was specially used to measure resistance to illusions.
"Nothing will happen to him. I have a feeling the boss will be back soon," Maldron said.
I hope so. I'll wait another two days. If he still doesn't return, I'll have to report this to Father, Diliya thought distractedly.
They had spent who knew how many years cultivating in Blood Purgatory. They had finally learned a way to improve from Lu Yang, yet before they could spread it widely, Lu Yang had disappeared. She had no way to explain this to her father, much less to her clan.
Buzz~!
A flash of light appeared.
Lu Yang materialized inside the teleportation array before them and said with a smile, "I'm back."
"Boss."
"Your Highness~!"
Maldron and Diliya leaped up in excitement. They hurried to Lu Yang's side and looked him over from head to toe. Only after confirming that he was uninjured did they finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Boss, you scared me to death. What exactly happened in there?" Maldron asked worriedly.
Lu Yang smiled and said, "Have you heard of the Desolate Celestial Race?"
Diliya nodded. "My father told me about them. During the war back then, that ancient race was forced into Blood Purgatory."
"The place I entered was the Desolate Celestial Race's castle," Lu Yang said. "Unfortunately, all the Desolate Celestial Race warriors inside had suffered mental