"Get out of here, now."
"Go!"
At that moment, the Nine Heavens Martial Emperors cried out in shock and anger almost simultaneously. Their Divine Thought avatars dissipated one after another. This time, it wasn't a death-like dissipation; they had actively severed the connection to their avatars. It was clear that their true bodies were in such a perilous situation that they couldn't even spare a wisp of divine thought here.
An inexplicable sense of dread flowed through everyone's heart.
"Ancestor…"
Before Long Yuan and the others, Long Xingtian's figure was also slowly fading away.
As his form disappeared, he transmitted a thought, "My true self has run into some trouble. Leave this place immediately and wait for me by the abyss…"
"What?"
But just then, Long Xingtian suddenly let out a horrified, choked cry. His voice was filled with terror, as if he had seen something unbelievable. His dissipating form was actually trembling.
