"Phew!"
Before the Heavenly Emperor Palace, Xiao Yun opened his eyes with a pale face. His mind had just been injured. Hongjun was truly terrifying—merely simulating Pangu splitting open the heavens and earth had directly wounded his mind.
Generally speaking, only mind-force attacks could injure the mind. Yet although Hongjun did not understand mind-force attacks, the artistic conception he simulated of Pangu creating heaven and earth had forcefully shaken Xiao Yun's mind, which had already reached the immortal realm.
"Junior Brother!"
"Brother Xiao!"
When everyone saw Xiao Yun open his eyes, they hurried forward. The Chu Emperor asked nervously, "How was it? Junior Brother, did you see Master?"
Xiao Yun shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed. "I didn't see Master. I saw Hongjun instead, and he injured me."
"Ah... are you all right?" the Chu Emperor quickly asked with concern.
Xiao Yun smiled and waved his hand. "Just a minor injury. I'll recover soon."
No matter how formidable Hongjun was, he did not understand mind force very well. Moreover, he had not mobilized much power just now, so he naturally could not severely injure Xiao Yun.
Most importantly, Xiao Yun was in the Two Realms Battlefield, not the Primordial World.
Hongjun's power was greatly restricted in the Two Realms Battlefield.
"Junior Brother, it seems we won't be able to contact Master anytime soon. But now, we no longer fear the Primordial World. As long as several immortals emerge among us in the future, Master will naturally escape his predicament then," the Chu Emperor said with a firm gaze.
The others also revealed excited looks, filled with confidence for the future.
In the past, they could not even see the dawn of victory.
But now, with Xiao Yun, they no longer feared the Primordial World.
Everyone present was