The North Nether Saint shook his head slightly. "I don't know either. Fellow Daoist Huo Li is powerful enough to rival an Invincible Saint, but you all saw that Spatial Storm. Even the part that spilled out from the depths of the Sacred Land was this powerful. The storm deeper inside must be stronger still!"
Everyone nodded, their hearts heavy. Years ago, Fang Chen and the Fire Glazed Saint had stayed with the North Nether Sect for twenty years, repairing the Azure Sea Divine Boat alongside them. They had formed deep friendships with the people of the sect.
Now, knowing that Fang Chen and the others were trapped deep within the Sacred Land, with no one knowing whether they were alive or dead, everyone felt miserable.
"I hope Heaven watches over Floating Immortal Fellow Daoist and the others!"
The North Nether Saint sighed softly, then turned and entered the Azure Sea Divine Boat.
Inside the Azure Sea Divine Boat, the survivors were still shaken by their narrow escape.
The great hall had fallen quiet. Even those who wanted to speak communicated through voice transmission.
When the North Nether Saint and the others came in, everyone rose and bowed to them.
Someone asked, "Fellow Daoist North Nether, have the people from the Glazed Sword Sect boarded?"
The North Nether Saint shook his head slightly. "No. Not one of them returned!"
"Not one of them?"
Everyone was shocked by his answer.
The North Nether Saint nodded. "With someone as powerful as Fellow Daoist Huo Li among them, the Glazed Sword Sect must have ventured far into the Sacred Land. The Spatial Storm erupted too suddenly. They had no time to escape!"
"That's right! The stronger someone is, the farther they go!"
Everyone nodded. More than a few secretly felt fortunate that they