When these several dozen Yellow Mountain Sword Sect disciples suddenly appeared in midair, every one of them wore a bewildered expression.
Some had been meditating in cultivation, while others were still slowly recovering from the injuries they had suffered at the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land, which had yet to fully heal.
Mu Qinghan and Han Yunting were the first to react. The moment they saw Qin Huaian, both of them relaxed.
After rescuing those disciples captured by the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land, Qin Huaian had merely sent them a voice transmission briefly explaining the situation. In the days afterward, he had not contacted them again through voice transmission.
They had been worried that Qin Huaian was still being hunted by the Heavenly Treasure Sacred Land.
Now that they saw Qin Huaian safe and sound, and that he had moved them all out of the Small World, he must have escaped danger by now.
"Hehe, everyone, take a look at who that is." Without waiting for anyone to speak, Qin Huaian pointed at Shen Canglan within the formation.
By now, Shen Canglan was already trembling with excitement.
He had come to the Violet Thorn Continent hundreds of years ago and had constantly tried to find the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect's disciples. Even after joining the Purple Sky Sacred Land, he had only found two Yellow Mountain Sword Sect disciples through fortunate coincidence over those several hundred years.
The more he learned about this world, the more deeply he felt his own insignificance and helplessness.
Let alone the entire "Immortal Realm," even the Violet Thorn Continent alone was far too vast for him. Finding several hundred disciples scattered at random was harder than fishing for a needle in the sea.
Yet now, not only was Qin Huaian, the Yellow Mountain Sword Sect's