Fu Yunshen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The tree Qin Yan had become shrank into an exquisite, palm-sized sapling and flew into Second Uncle's palm.
Fu Yunshen roared, "Go! Everyone, get back here! We're leaving!"
The people from Dongyan Country watched those tragic scenes with reddened eyes.
They were not from this world, but seeing these people sacrifice themselves for their own world inevitably moved them.
Besides, they had suffered heavy losses in this battle too.
Qin Yu flung out some Pine Needles, pricking Yang Jin and the others awake.
When Yang Jin and the others woke up, they were greeted by this tragic sight.
Fighting back tears, Yang Jin shouted hoarsely.
"Go! Leave the Instance while it's unstable!"
The eye in the sky turned away.
At the very moment Yang Jin and the others left the Instance, an enormous hand appeared in the sky.
It moved swiftly, heading straight for the Spatial Rift, seemingly intent on grabbing everyone or crushing them.
The pressure of the energy descending with the giant palm made everyone cough up a mouthful of blood.
"Oh no!"
The giant palm descended before they could all get out.
Fu Nanshan and Fu Yunshen hurled their weapons at the same time.
Both weapons were pulverized before they even touched the palm.
But they did have some effect: they slowed the hand down a little.
"Jigu, jigu!"
Tuantuan suddenly leaped off Qin Yan, its entire round body stretching into a membrane.
It blocked all the energy.
In the five seconds it bought them, everyone successfully retreated and disappeared.
And that apocalyptic world could no longer hold on and collapsed completely.
On Blue Star, in Dongyan Country, they were still near that Spatial Rift over the sea.
Quite a few people had entered the Domain