The moment True Lord Qianzhong finished speaking, the densely packed, black mass filling the plaza vanished without a trace.
Only Meng Zhiyuan and his four fellow disciples remained. After exchanging glances, none of the five entered the spirit storage bags again. Instead, they began arguing in low voices.
After listening for a few moments, Li Yan understood what they were arguing about.
To make the teleportation easier, True Lord Qianzhong had asked them to leave one person outside to hold the spirit storage bags.
But now, a problem had arisen.
Meng Zhiyuan and the others all knew that once they teleported away from this place, their lives would no longer be in their own hands the next moment.
Thus, all five of them wanted to be the one left outside.
They wanted the other four senior brothers and sisters to remain together. Even if the laws of time descended in an instant and they all died, they would die together.
The one left outside, meanwhile, would vanish silently and alone.
The five of them had been together for over ten thousand years. Their feelings ran deeper than words could ever describe, and thus they began arguing, each wishing to be the one left outside holding the spirit storage bags, perhaps to die alone.
Listening to their dispute, True Lord Qianzhong impatiently waved his hand.
"Either all five of you enter the spirit storage bags, or all of you remain outside.
"With a few more people outside, the protective force during teleportation will not be a problem."
Meng Zhiyuan and the others immediately bowed again in gratitude. This seemingly simple choice was immensely important to them.
An instant might become eternity, might become a final parting. At the moment of death, they would not be alone.
Naturally, all five chose to