They really wanted to leave, but the time to go out hadn't arrived yet.
"How could this happen?"
"What on earth is going on?"
"Someone tell me, what should I do now?"
The ancient secret realm was filled with doomsday scenarios, with only the air being slightly safer.
Fortunately, they all had mastered Qinggong and could fly, otherwise, there would have been massive casualties.
At the summit of the Sacred Mountain, the light still shone brilliantly.
This might be the last trace of light in the ancient secret realm; without it, all cultivators would plunge into darkness and fear.
Such events don't happen without cause; it must be related to the light at the summit of the Sacred Mountain.
They didn't know what Lin Yifan had gained, or what had transpired, but for now, they just prayed for the doomsday scene to vanish and for everything to return to normal.
Unknowingly, An Qi, who had been quite reassured, gradually started to feel worried.
