"Damn it, they still got away. Those two shameless bastards—if I run into them again, they'll pay the price." Tai Yi stood where he was, cursing under his breath.
Zhunti and Jieyin were no better off inside the Space Rift. They were merely Quasi-Saints, not Primordial Origin Golden Immortals. The Chaos Storm within the rift had put them through hell.
After traveling through the rift for who knew how long, the two were finally blown out by the storm and slammed headfirst into the ground.
They looked utterly bedraggled, their bodies covered in wounds carved by Chaos Qi. Their blood dyed a large patch of earth red.
They had not dared to bring out their Spiritual Treasures within the Chaos Storm. It was far too unstable there, and both feared their treasures would be lost in the Space Rift, so they could only endure it with their bodies.
"Senior Martial Brother, we escaped! Hahahaha!"
Having escaped from the hands of the Heavenly Court, there was no way Zhunti would not be excited. The two of them had made a huge profit this time. Even offending Di Jun did not matter.
"Junior Brother, hurry and see what we gained this time. It will surely allow the Western Lands to rise."
After saying that, Jieyin began examining their spoils.
"Hm? Where are our Spiritual Fruits? Our Spiritual Treasures?"
Jieyin reached into his bag and came up empty-handed. His expression immediately became extraordinarily colorful.
"Senior Martial Brother, what's wrong?"
Seeing Jieyin's face change drastically, Zhunti also tried checking his own gains.
"Impossible!"
Just like Jieyin, he found nothing. There was nothing inside his bag, empty as a sheet of paper.
"Senior Martial Brother, where are our things? Could they have fallen into the Space Rift?"
As Zhunti spoke, he began searching for the