Once they got a clear look at the three figures emerging from the void, Yang Qingyun and Xue Wuqing relaxed slightly, but their hearts were still shaken.
The reason was that the three ancestors all appeared to be in rather poor condition.
Nether Venerable's aura was disordered, and black mist drifted and coiled around him in the void.
Master Ku Chan's face was pale. His already tattered kasaya was torn in several places and stained with bright-red blood that looked almost alive. No one could tell whether it belonged to the enemy or himself, while blood energy steamed and dispersed into the air.
Heaven's Punishment Sword Venerable appeared unharmed from head to toe. His black robes were not even dust-stained,
but his eyes were tightly shut, blood stained the corners of his mouth, and one hand rested on Master Ku Chan's shoulder. Relying on the other man's burly frame, he was being supported and helped along by him.
Clearly, he was not as unharmed as he appeared on the surface.
"Senior!"
"Martial Uncle! Are you all right?"
Seeing this scene, Yang Qingyun and Xue Wuqing both revealed looks of horror.
A wave of worry rose in Yang Qingyun's heart.
Xue Wuqing turned into a white shadow and hurried over.
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
Nether Venerable waved his hand, indicating that they were all right.
"Everything went smoothly at first. Although that old ghost from the Xuantian Realm had laid a trap, he probably never imagined that we would send three Supreme Realm True Monarchs. Working together, we broke through his preparations and destroyed their stronghold."
"It's just a pity that the old ghost was truly cunning. He struck back before dying and left us with quite a few injuries."
"But fortunately, it was ultimately just a dying struggle. Everything is