Bursting out of the Teleportation Gate and returning to the Ancient Realm, all three of them had somewhat disordered auras.
Lord Tianluo's face was pale, his chest rising and falling slightly. Fine ice crystals had condensed on his black-flame battle robe, and his aura was visibly weaker than when he had entered.
Fang Mo was breathing heavily as well, unable to conceal the exhaustion deep in his eyes. Repeatedly using the Tribulation Extinction Slash and intensely driving his ice-element talent had likewise drained him enormously. He had just gone through a great battle, then another bloody fight; even his powerful physique was somewhat fatigued.
Monarch Qingshui was slightly better off. His green robes remained as unrestrained as ever, though there was an added gravity in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Qingshui, why did you come in?"
Lord Tianluo asked between breaths.
Monarch Qingshui looked toward the snowy world within the Teleportation Gate and said gravely, "I sensed that something was wrong, so I went in to support you!"
"Good thing you came to our aid. Otherwise, we might not have been able to break out anytime soon!"
Lord Tianluo spoke with some emotion, his expression graver than ever before. "The laws of the Ancient Realm still suppress it here, but over there, the power of its domain expanded enormously. We never even reached the core before being forced to retreat?"
He paused, looked at Fang Mo, and said with feeling:
"If not for Fang Mo's powerful ice-element talent and perception, we might have become lost within the domain!"
Monarch Qingshui looked at Fang Mo. When they had previously discussed having Tianluo bring Fang Mo in, it had been precisely because of his ice-element talent. It seemed they had made the right choice. The moment he entered the domain, he had discovered