Xu Yi dared not delay. He continued forward in formation with the Four Old Demons and the Three Dragon Guests.
Hong Jiantong coordinated the great formation, following behind them.
As expected, returning proved far more difficult than coming in.
They even collided with a Demon Race legion.
At a time like this, no one was in the mood to fight.
After the collision, the protective barrier of the Seven Stars Bright Duel Formation grew even thinner. Fortunately, no one was lost.
Xu Yi continued leading the way, and they spent a full half-hour pushing forward.
Only then did they finally break through the dense sea of people and demons.
Xu Yi knew full well that fighting their way out this time had not been easy. But if they wanted to fight their way back in, their current strength would make it as hard as ascending to heaven.
It seemed their hopes still rested with the Holy Race!
Xu Yi and the others quickened their pace toward the coordinates they had obtained earlier.
An hour later, they reached their destination: a rather large Floating Island.
Broad, black metal planks stretched out from the island.
Large numbers of people stood on every plank.
Looking closely, he saw members of the Taiqing Upper Sect, the Imperial Martial Hall...
The forces of the Eight Great Immortal Sects had gathered here.
Besides them, there were two other groups. Xu Yi did not recognize one, but among the other, he spotted an old acquaintance: Yuan Tiansi.
Clearly, these two groups were most likely the remnants of the two great Hidden Families.
Xu Yi's gaze lingered on the Taiqing Upper Sect's people as he searched for Yinqiu.
Everyone he cared about had gathered by his side, except for Yinqiu.
Unfortunately, he did not find her among the