"We should head out too."
Leaving behind those cool words, Cai'er carried the still-unconscious Li Xin and walked toward the exit of the Dream Temple.
Zhang Fangfang and Long Haochen hurriedly followed.
Three days had now passed since they entered Dream Paradise, and both the Holy Temple Alliance and the Demon Race had begun to grow anxious.
After all, those chosen to enter the Dream Temple were practically the future of both sides.
The Demon Race had sent ten inheritors, while the Holy Temple Alliance had dispatched the Son of Light and the Reincarnation Saintess. Any mishap would pain the upper echelons, so naturally, they were extremely tense.
For that very reason, once the third day arrived, both the Holy Temple Alliance and the Demon Race kept constant watch on the Dream Temple's movements.
"Someone's coming out!"
With that shout, Ling Xiao and Huang Shuo rose to their feet at the same time and flashed to the lakeside.
The experts accompanying both sides stood behind them, watching each other warily.
The atmosphere instantly turned taut with hostility.
Until several figures emerged from the Dream Temple.
Cai'er walked in front carrying Li Xin, followed by Long Haochen and Zhang Fangfang.
Seeing the four of them emerge, Han Qian, who had been staring eagerly at the Dream Temple's entrance, visibly relaxed. Ling Xiao and Ying Suifeng beside him also let out long breaths.
The Son of Light and the Reincarnation Saintess had both returned alive. That alone was good news.
Next, they would have to see whether they had gained anything in Dream Paradise.
After the brief joy passed, Ling Xiao, the Holy Temple Alliance's leader, gradually turned grim.
Only four had returned, and one of them was unconscious. The situation was clearly worse than expected.
The expression of the Demon Race's