However, right after that—
They heard those Primordial Pills discussing indistinctly as they stepped out:
"How did we walk out of this mountain? I only feel my whole body's bones and blood are creaking as if there's a pervasive sense of frailty that arises naturally."
"Why did we come to this Black Mountain back then? Hiss... why can't I quite remember... it's like it was all just a dream, and upon waking, there's no trace left!"
"Whew! How long has it been? I wonder if my Sword Ridge Cliff still exists..."
"Isn't there a 'Primordial Pill' Martial Artist over there?"
"Just have him come over and ask about the situation, isn't it?"
In an instant, Zhang Xuan Sect ran contrary to these eerie 'Primordial Pill' Martial Artists, almost scared out of his wits by this question raised by some unknown fellow, with only two words in his mind to describe.
Shit!
Who the hell brought it up?
With a chill to his bones, Zhang Xuan Sect frantically wanted to flee.
However—
