Yang Fan stood still, waiting quietly. He now understood that the changes within the Netherworld Forbidden Land were too great. It seemed that the resurrected ominous entities from the high tower had exceeded the limits of resistance of the mountain graves, leading to the retreat of the cultivators from the Nine Heavens Continent and their ultimate withdrawal from the Netherworld. They could only set up a defense line outside the entrance.
In just a moment, the people from the Holy Temple arrived. The person was Elder Li Jinlian, as Mu Fan was, after all, a disciple brought by Li Jinlian, so she naturally came to recognize him.
"Mu Fan, are you alright?" Li Jinlian did not say much, just asked in a perfunctory manner.
Yang Fan smiled wryly but still respectfully saluted and said:
"Disciple greets Elder Li. The disciple is unscathed."
"Where have you been during this time? Why have I not seen you at all?"
