"But shouldn't the elders have already left this world?"
A Li Family Disciple said timidly.
At his words, the glimmer of hope that had just appeared in everyone's eyes dimmed again.
"That's right. The world is collapsing—it's so dangerous. The elders may have left long ago."
Another Li Family Disciple spoke in a low voice, despair filling his eyes.
Li Xingmao looked around. The sky was breaking apart faster and faster, the pitch-black void that could devour everything pressed ever lower, and crimson magma surged in from all directions.
"No. They wouldn't."
Li Xingmao said firmly.
"The elders would never abandon us. They'll come back, I know it. Don't waste any more time. Every moment we delay, Uncle Yanping and the others are in greater danger."
"Right!"
The eight split into four pairs and scattered in four directions.
Li Xingmao's pair headed north. As they went, they called out, searching for the Li Family Elders.
However, the world was collapsing far faster than they had imagined.
BOOM!
A huge rift in space split open without warning, dozens of yards in front of Li Xingmao. It was as black as ink, and a terrifying suction force poured from it.
Staring at the rift stretching across their path, Li Xingmao and the Qi-generation junior beside him were horrified. They hurriedly backed away, but the dreadful suction still dragged them off balance.
"Uncle Xingmao!"
The Qi-generation junior had only reached Qi and Blood Minor Accomplishment. He couldn't withstand the terrifying pull and slid uncontrollably toward the rift.
Though the junior called Li Xingmao "Uncle," Li Xingmao was actually only a year older than him. Still, Li Xingmao's cultivation was a minor realm higher, at Qi and Blood Great Accomplishment.
But before the rift's dreadful suction, Qi and Blood Great Accomplishment was no different