Putting On Airs... Like Disciple, Like Master Su Moxie, Su Yang, Su Qingchuan, and Su Qiubai...
This group of Su Family members had practically all been carried out, their injuries varying greatly.
Su Qiubai was a little better off; his leg was just somewhat lame.
There was no need to think too hard to know they must have been heavily injured after charging the immortal gate.
Lin Heng narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the flat, open heavenly stairway paved with white stone before him, with two towering pillars standing upright.
Above the jade gate, immortal light drifted ethereally, and clouds and mist swirled around it.
It rather gave one the feeling of being in an immortal mansion's hidden realm.
"Lord Lin, you mustn't... mustn't go in!" Long San, covered in dust and grime, said while panting heavily.
"What exactly is the situation inside?"
"The Peng's people should have discovered us long ago. The outer layer of the sect-protecting Grand Formation was just an illusion. Inside, there's a universe hidden within."
"Beyond the heavenly stairway's immortal gate is a circular sacrificial ground. In the center stands a stone statue more than ten meters tall, and there are many strange incense burners surrounding it."
"For some reason, the moment we entered, we immediately felt dizzy and dazzled, and even our cultivation realms were suppressed."
"In the end, the Peng's people lying in ambush charged out and killed their way over, causing us to lose many people."
"If not for the brothers from our hall covering us, that bunch surnamed Su would have been scooped up in one net!" Long San said, lingering fear in his heart.
After hearing this, Lin Heng's expression did not change much, as if this had already been within his expectations.
After all, since a