Amid the storm, a figure broke through the Wind Gang and landed in the valley. He staggered, a bloodstained sword in his hand. His clothes were torn in several places and smeared with blood.
He struggled into a cave in the valley. As the wind and sand subsided, his features came into view.
It was none other than Mu Haixin, whom Fang Mo had been searching for all this time.
The moment he entered the cave, someone rushed out from within. It was Mu Haichao.
He reached out to steady Mu Haixin, looking him up and down. "Big Brother, you're hurt! Where are you injured? Is it serious?"
Just then, footsteps sounded behind them as a group approached. At the front were some twenty Tianli Sect martial artists. Many were injured, with dried blood on their clothes, and several needed others to support them.
Behind the Tianli Sect members came a group from the Galactic Alliance, including Gu Lianglongyao and the others. They clearly kept some distance from the Tianli Sect members, merely standing nearby and watching.
Mu Haixin glanced at them, straightened slightly, and said as though it were nothing:
"I encountered a peak Spirit Transformation Grade Mutant Beast on my way back. I barely managed to escape and suffered a few injuries!"
But he was clutching his chest, and his smile was strained. Clearly, his injuries were far from minor.
"Uncle-Master Mu, did you manage to contact the base?"
A Tianli Sect martial artist asked anxiously.
Mu Haichao looked at their expectant faces. Although he could hardly bear to disappoint them, he still shook his head. "No. We're already deep inside the Storm Domain. I tried several different directions, but I couldn't break out. There was no response to any of the messages I sent, either!"
"Ah! What