As the energy flowed, the bodies of the four people emitted a faint purple glow, flickering constantly.
Time passed by little by little...
The four had long lost their sense of time, being deeply immersed in a state of nothingness and oblivion.
The Purple Crystal Soul was flickering...
No one knew when the temperature suddenly soared, nor when it fell again...
Again a stream of water slowly gathered, then flowed far away once more.
The four remained unaware.
...
Above the clouds, eight people were fiercely engaged in battle, with Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao, old rivals, entangled with each other, the Ningxue Sword and Kuangren Halberd locked in combat.
Gu Changhan faced off against a man whose whole body resembled a piece of burning coal, while two others clashed fiercely in mid-air.
"Duan Xiyang, when you came last time, weren't you looking for this thing? Even went to such lengths to fabricate a tale about a One Cave spear Demon."
Xue Fuxiao was quite angry.
