Old Man Hei Zhu and his companions had long since reached a bottleneck in their cultivation, and after thirty years of arduous practice without significant improvement, they had pinned all their hopes on the Nether Moon God. With Yuan Ming, the Nether Moon Divine Envoy, suddenly disappearing, everyone's spirits sunk, and they silently withdrew.
Seeing no objections, the Black and White Artifact Spirits waved a hand, and a black-and-white Teleportation Array appeared beneath everyone's feet.
"This Array will transport you to Penglai Island. As for what you encounter there, whether it be life or death, it all depends on your own fate," said the Black and White Artifact Spirits indifferently, their figure flickering into invisibility.
Luo Qi's figure also vanished along with the Black and White Artifact Spirits, leaving not a trace behind.
The entrance to the Time Cave, too, disappeared, leaving only an ordinary cave behind.
"What's going on here?" Yuan Wuji turned to Wulu.
