The little disciple and the Mysterious Immortal watched it all with hearts full of relief. They knew that although they had successfully broken the curse this time, even greater challenges might await them in the future. Yet they were fearless, for they firmly believed that as long as they protected the Three Realms, peace would endure forever.
Just as the little disciple and the Mysterious Immortal thought they could catch their breath, the Teleportation Array in the Immortal Realm suddenly began to shake violently. Countless strange spatial fluctuations surged forth like raging waves. Like wild horses running out of control, they darted in every direction, instantly sweeping up several unprepared immortals and randomly transporting them to unknown places.
The little disciple and the Mysterious Immortal's expressions changed drastically. They immediately cast immortal arts and shot toward the Teleportation Array like lightning. Yet by the time they arrived, the array had completely lost control, madly releasing spatial fluctuations like an enraged giant beast.
"This is another new tactic of the evil force!" the Mysterious Immortal said angrily, his brow furrowed.
The little disciple also realized the gravity of the situation and asked anxiously, "Master, what should we do now?"
After a moment of thought, the Mysterious Immortal said in a deep voice, "We cannot let the evil force succeed. We must stabilize the Teleportation Array as quickly as possible and find the immortals who were transported away."
With that, he turned to the little disciple and instructed, "You go find the immortals who were transported away. I'll hold the Teleportation Array steady."
Though worried, the little disciple nodded without hesitation. "Yes, Master!"
Then, holding his divine artifact, the little disciple flashed and vanished into the spatial fluctuations. He traveled through countless unknown spaces, encountering all manner of strange dangers and creatures.