Evening, sunset, dusk.
On Mount Longhu,
Inside a courtyard,
Almost everyone had come to see Wu Tong off.
The Old Celestial Master, Zhang Huaiyi, Tian Jinzhong—once again disguised as a cripple—Zhang Chulan, the Lu Family juniors, Zhang Lingyu...
"Cheese~"
With a "click," everyone's figures were imprinted in the photo.
Holding the group photo, Wu Tong looked at everyone. "All right, everyone, it's almost time. I'll see you all again in a month."
With that, Wu Tong waved and prepared to leave. There was no real reluctance; after all, if they wanted to meet, they could do so at any time.
Then, with a thought from Wu Tong, the portal that had taken him through to the Under One Person World appeared from the void once more.
At lightning speed, before anyone could even cover their ears, it swallowed Wu Tong in an instant. Then light and shadow flashed, and he vanished from where he stood.
Only a group of dumbstruck juniors and a crowd of older men who had long been prepared and looked utterly calm were left behind.
"T-this... what is going on? Why did Brother Wu Tong suddenly disappear?" Lu Linglong stared at the scene of Wu Tong vanishing, shocked speechless. Trembling, she asked the question.
"Haha, let Chulan explain this matter to you."
Seeing the expressions on the juniors' faces, the Old Celestial Master said with a delighted look.
Then he took the group of old men and left the place.
"Don't panic, listen to me explain..." Looking at the red-eyed stares of his peers, Zhang Chulan hurriedly said.
On the other side.
Wu Tong only felt his vision blur, and then he reappeared in front of a wooden door.
Wu Tong looked at the wooden door before him, then at the familiar red and blue