"Those seeking Immortal Fate, follow me!"
Yang Yiming, full of boldness, took the lead.
Ji Zixuan and others also rode on their escaping lights, rushing towards the Immortal Realm.
The black-clad loose cultivator and others didn't even glance at Chen Yuan, directly flying up to follow.
Only Zhu Yuan, the elderly cultivator, the three sisters of the Ye family, and Chen Yuan remained in place.
The elderly cultivator smiled awkwardly at Chen Yuan, then also rode on his escaping light and left.
"Brother Dao..."
Zhu Yuan slightly cupped his hands, a very awkward smile on his face, wanting to say something but hesitating.
"Immortal Fate is ahead, Brother Yuan can go without worry, but it's wise to be cautious."
Chen Yuan said calmly.
"I feel truly ashamed."
Zhu Yuan sighed deeply, covering his face as he left.
Finally.
Only the three sisters of the Ye family remained.
