Elsewhere, time rewound to the sky that had first been forcibly pulled back from crimson to darkness, then dyed pure white by the falling stars.
The Central Continent Team all wore grim expressions. This heaven-and-earth-shaking phenomenon told them just how terrifying the combatants were.
"So—where do we go now? Straight to the Celestial Team and the Demon Team?"
Zheng Zha took a deep breath and asked the others.
He had already grasped the general situation. Their most urgent task was to find the person who had taken the White-Skinned Saints' legacy, then kill him.
But this world was absurdly vast. If they searched blindly like this, who knew how long it would take?
"No, we'll first seek some assistance."
Chu Xuan replied.
The Central Continent Team was puzzled upon hearing that.
"Assistance? There's still anyone here who can help us?"
Zheng Zha's eyes widened, as though he had heard something unbelievable.
It wasn't as if he had never watched the film Mount Shu. There were only the two major factions of good and evil.
Now that Blood Demon Youquan had caused such a huge disturbance, the Golden Summit of Emei had probably become the Blood Demon's toilet. What righteous faction could possibly serve as "assistance"?
"Yes."
Chu Xuan's answer was only one word.
Zheng Zha wanted to ask more, but the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to shake violently without warning.
A thunderous boom came from beyond the horizon, low and oppressive, as if it were pounding against everyone's hearts.
"Hm?!"
Zheng Zha froze and looked toward the sound.
Such tremors meant someone was fighting, and neither side was weak—
"It seems our assistance has arrived."
As Chu Xuan spoke, the Green Goblin board beneath his feet emitted a pale blue trail of flame. He turned into a streak