Having finished speaking, True Lord Xu Ran descended and entered the ancient restriction.
The other four exchanged glances.
They thought to themselves that they had never expected True Lord Xu Ran to be fond of jokes. Even with ten times the courage, they would never dare recklessly meddle in a clash between two Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
Still, since the sect had sent them along, there must be a deeper purpose. They had no reason not to enter.
"Senior brothers, senior sister, after you." Deng Su cupped his hands and bowed.
The four then entered one after another.
The instant the last person entered, the restriction sealed itself again.
Passing through the restriction felt like moving underwater; once they crossed it, everything abruptly became clear again.
The moment they entered the ancient formation, they felt an oppressive sorrow weighing on this stretch of the world, while billowing Yin-Sha streamed out from somewhere at its center.
At the same time, a savage Nascent Soul Realm pressure swept over the five of them, blotting out heaven and earth.
The three Golden Core cultivators and Deng Su were all startled. They were not afraid that they would fail to capture the traitor on this journey, but worried that they might fail to escape in time and become embroiled in this great battle.
Yet True Lord Xu Ran stood before them, expressionless. His right hand dropped gently and brushed the silver bell at his waist.
Jingle-
The silver bell rang.
The four felt a surge of Spiritual Power ripple out from True Lord Xu Ran and connect with the Spiritual Power from earlier.
A faint, barely perceptible presence tugged at their Body-Protecting Spiritual Power.
It actually dispelled that Nascent Soul Realm pressure with ease.
Just then, the billowing Yin-Sha abruptly contracted inward. A figure