With Little Crane leading the way, Fang Chen and the others could pass through the Spatial Storm safely. But Fang Chen did not want to waste time. Time was far too precious to him, and even if they retraced their steps to the plains, there was no other route deeper into the Sacred Land.
Their main reason for coming to the Sacred Land was to explore. They could not stop moving forward just because danger was likely to lie ahead.
The Fire Glazed Saint summoned the Fire Glazed Sword and addressed the Glazed Sword Sect. "All Glazed Sword Sect Disciples, heed my command! Follow Fang Chen into the wasteland with me!"
"Yes!"
At the Fire Glazed Saint's command, the Glazed Sword Sect members drew their Life-Bound Saint Weapons, ready to face the danger ahead.
Fang Chen summoned the Floating Immortal Sword as well. "Little Crane, lead the way!"
"Yes, Master!"
Little Crane answered at once and flew toward the Red Soil Wasteland. Fang Chen followed, Floating Immortal Sword in hand. The Glazed Sword Sect disciples hurried after him, while the Fire Glazed Saint brought up the rear.
Seeing the Glazed Sword Sect disciples fly into the Red Soil Wasteland, Saint Ziwei followed without hesitation. The people who had come to the Sacred Land with him stayed close behind.
At first, those Saints had doubted the Glazed Sword Sect's strength. After everything they had seen on the journey, those doubts were gone. The sect's party now had two Invincible Saints. Across the entire Human Race, there was no second group so formidable.
Saint Ziwei and the other Saints he led had become the Glazed Sword Sect's loyal followers.
As Fang Chen and the others ventured deeper into the Red Soil Wasteland, they felt the Spatial Suppression Force grow stronger and the