Just as Jiang Jichen stepped into the gray desert and Luoo Xiaoshuang's group departed, two figures suddenly materialized.
They appeared out of thin air without any warning, as if they had teleported directly to this spot.
If Jiang Jichen had been there, he would have surely recognized them.
They were none other than the Hunchbacked Old Slave and Saintess Wanjue.
"He went in!"
Saintess Wanjue let out a soft sigh.
"Saintess, there's no need to worry about him," the Hunchbacked Old Slave said. "Think about it—no one thought he could make it this far. Whether it was the cultivators of the Six Paths Realm or the creatures from the Outer Realm, he slaughtered them all. He has created countless miracles on his journey, so I'm sure he won't disappoint us this time either."
But just as the Hunchbacked Old Slave's voice fell, the void trembled lightly, and three more figures emerged.
