"Humming..."
In the void, the Purple Gold Gourd flew an unknowable distance before Ren Changsheng felt that he had left the Ancient Immortal Battlefield and finally stopped.
"Master!"
Jincheng and Ren Changsheng appeared outside the Ancient Immortal Battlefield.
Ba Di punched and blasted Ren Changsheng out of the Ancient Immortal Battlefield.
"We made it out!"
Ren Changsheng took a deep breath in relief. The ancient immortals were indeed terrible—if it weren't for the Purple Gold Gourd, and if it weren't for that ancient immortal's Heavenly Man's decline, with less than one ten-thousandth of their strength remaining, he feared that he would have had a hard time escaping death!
"Master!"
In the void, Di Sha also spotted Ren Changsheng.
A moment later.
Di Sha, bringing Ji Ling'er along, came to Ren Changsheng's side.
"I'm fine!"
