Fan Muran's sudden appearance left the members of Blade of the Firmament puzzled and astonished.
"Why is Muran here?" Hu Lao rubbed his eyes, wondering if exhaustion had made him hallucinate.
Earlier, the guild leader had instructed Fan Muran to lead the team out of the Inner Corridor. Although she had found Zero Wing, a guild willing to help, how much time had passed since then? How could they have rushed here all the way from the outer zone so quickly?
What they found even harder to understand was how Fan Muran had passed through that vast army of Mechanical Puppets. They had fought and struggled their way in, suffering considerable casualties along the way and exhausting both their stamina and concentration. Yet Fan Muran had not lost a single point of HP, and she even looked brimming with energy, as if she had merely taken a leisurely stroll through a garden.
"How did she get in?" Bloodsworn War Soul narrowed his eyes as he looked at Fan Muran.
There were an enormous number of Mechanical Puppets in the corridor, including plenty at Grand Lord Grade and even several High Grand Lords. Even their Tier 3 team had found the sight terrifying. Without relying on Tier 3 Stealth Scrolls, there was no way they could have entered so safely.
Moreover, they had only gotten in so easily because Blade of the Firmament had desperately held off the enemies along the way. Otherwise, a bitter battle would have been unavoidable.
Yet Fan Muran, who was merely a Tier 2 player, had walked in completely unscathed. It was simply too bizarre.
While everyone stared intently at the approaching Fan Muran, she acted as though she had not noticed Battle Blood's presence at all and looked directly at the guild leader, Ziwei.
"Guild