"Damn it, how did he manage to seal off even the spatial passages?" Tie Futu cursed, his face dark with fury.
Xuanyuan Lian's expression was just as grim.
Suddenly, Xuanyuan Lian spoke up. "This is bad. We need to hurry back to Futuo Holy Land!"
Hearing Xuanyuan Lian's words, Tie Futu nodded gravely. He swept his hand out and led everyone back toward Futuo Holy Land.
They all knew that if they kept chasing like this, they would never catch up. Futuo Holy Land might even fall. It was better to return and defend it; perhaps they could hold out a little longer.
About half an hour later, they arrived back at Futuo Holy Land. Seeing the land so peaceful, Tie Futu let out a breath of relief.
Thank goodness, Su Qiou Shen and the others hadn't come here yet.
As soon as they returned to Futuo Holy Land, Tie Futu activated all the arrays in its central region. Every powerful figure guarding the Holy Land emerged from seclusion and gathered in the center, ready for battle.
As they waited, they sensed the other spatial passages they had built being severed one by one. In the end, only this one remained.
Tie Futu's face darkened, his heart heavy with worry.
Xuanyuan Lian and Yu Si Yan wore equally grave expressions.
About half a day passed. Suddenly, they all raised their heads and looked toward the sky.
They saw a bank of black mist sweep in from above, with several figures standing atop it.
Every one of them radiated a terrifying aura.
Their gazes were drawn to the strongest presence within the black mist.
Even through the array and from a great distance, they could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from Su Qiou Shen, whose body was wreathed in black qi.