Chen Jiuge looked at the tattered clothes of the Myriad Beasts Sect disciples, a trace of astonishment on his face.
"What happened to all of you?"
A bitter smile touched Yue Jun's lips. "Junior Chen, please excuse our appearance. The True Demon Clan's strength is overwhelming. Our vestment robes were destroyed long ago, and we currently have no replacements."
Hearing this, Chen Jiuge quickly led the group to a Cave Heaven Secret Realm.
Looking at the lush vegetation and Spiritual Beasts rushing about in the Pocket World, Yue Jun, a grown man, almost shed tears. God knew how much suffering he had endured over the past month.
Once proud prodigies, they had long since lost their arrogance battling the True Demon Clan. Watching fellow disciples, both junior brothers and sisters, fall before his eyes, Yue Jun's heart had filled with hatred. Now, suddenly seeing this sanctuary, his mind was even more shaken.
