According to Luo Zheng's plan, with the universe in turmoil, he would bring all the important people around him into the Immortal Abode upon returning to the Lower Realm.
Under the protection of this Immortal Abode, their absolute safety could be guaranteed.
At this moment, under Space Imprisonment, this path had been completely sealed...
The seven people behind him silently followed him. Although they said nothing, Luo Zheng could sense their tension.
They were powerful, but in the end, they were still too young.
Following him now, their hearts were probably in turmoil.
This atmosphere weighed heavily on Luo Zheng.
Hua Tianming had told him that the notion of fate was merely a beautiful lie, but he had led everyone this far. In the end, he had to lead them out...
In the distance, the Cloud Mist Hall loomed in and out of sight amid the Cloud Mist. When Luo Zheng approached, he found the Cloud Mist Hall completely empty. Almost all the martial artists had been evacuated.
Under the clashes between Celestial Venerables, such an evacuation was almost meaningless.
If Zhu Jiuyin and Celestial Venerable Huan Miao truly intended to fight in the Central Region, they could reduce the entire Central Region to ruins in just a few moves.
Before absolute power, weak martial artists were merely fish on a chopping block, without the slightest room to resist.
Just like Luo Zheng, who had cultivated to this point—although he was already impossibly far beyond the Central Region's martial artists, he still could not change anything...
Luo Zheng soon found Ning Yu Die in the ice palace atop the Cloud Mist Hall.
She sat cross-legged in the center of the ice palace, concentrating on her cultivation.
The true essence in the Lower Realm was simply too thin. A Divine Sea