When the Space Passage malfunctioned, the hundred-odd Heavenly Realm cultivators escorting the supplies were filled with fear.
However, when the Space Passage recovered, their hearts were once again filled with joy.
But that joy quickly vanished without a trace.
The great joy following great sorrow did not last long before it ended.
When they emerged from the Space Passage and looked around, the ones welcoming them were not Xuan Mo, who was stationed here, but dense masses of creatures they had never seen before.
At that moment, Ke Feng, who was leading the group, felt his heart sink.
He had realized that something had gone wrong.
Aside from Xuan Mo and the Immortal Disciples under him, there should not have been any living creatures on this abandoned planet.
Therefore, the appearance of these creatures before them seemed to reveal Xuan Mo's current predicament.
His first thought was to return to the Heavenly Realm immediately.
He knew his own strength very well.
He was still inferior to Xuan Mo, who had been stationed here. If even Xuan Mo had failed to hold them off, then he had even less hope.
So he turned around without hesitation and roared:
"Quick, enter the Space Passage and return to the Heavenly Realm!"
However, the moment his words fell, a figure suddenly appeared before the spatial teleportation passage, blocking their path.
It was Lu Wu, who had arrived in an avatar.
At that moment, pale golden light flickered over his body. His well-proportioned muscles were taut, his arms spread wide as he faced the hundred-odd cultivators before him, carrying the imposing air of one man holding off ten thousand.
Seeing this, Ke Feng's heart tightened.
He could vaguely sense the surging vitality and power within this man's body, so he was not confident he could