Fortunately, this kind of waiting finally ended when a few people caught a glimpse of the figure in white on the horizon.
"It's Qingxuan Sword Master of Wanjian Sect!"
Zhuge Yun only glanced at it from a distance and recognized the person who was coming. He was Qingxuan Sword Lord among the five Nascent Soul monks.
After Qingxuan Sword Lord appeared, more and more monks from the Five Sects showed up.
Behind them was a space that was rapidly twisting and collapsing.
Xu Chunniang didn't hesitate anymore, and moved in the direction of a more complete area, offering the Realm Breaking Talisman in her hand.
The golden talisman came out of his hand, and instantly the light shone brightly, creating a circle of fine golden lines.
These fine lines are constantly expanding, seeming to blend into the surrounding illusion.
From the center, a small opening appeared faintly, revealing a new scene.
Qingxuan Sword Master rushed over and happened to see this scene. He kept the two monks in his hands on the ground, swung his sword without hesitation and pointed toward the center of the pattern.
A stream of extremely pure spiritual power was released from the tip of the sword, all falling on the lines, and the hole suddenly doubled in size.
He used his spiritual power to maintain the stability of the exit and glanced at the four people.
"You guys, please evacuate these two disciples quickly and leave this place."
He originally thought that the four of them would shirk a few words and wait for the other disciples to arrive before leaving.
Unexpectedly, they picked up the two unconscious disciples on the ground and headed towards the exit without hesitation, quickly disappearing into the secret realm.
The execution was so strong that Qingxuan Sword Master couldn't help but look sideways.
Fu Yunshan hesitated for a moment and became the last one among the four to run out.
She glanced at a few people and said hesitantly, "Would it be bad if we just left like this?"
"What's wrong? Lord Jian asked us to leave first."
Kong Huan guarded the two unconscious disciples with a matter-of-fact look on his face, "We can't do anything if we stay, so we might as well leave as soon as possible."
Xu Chunniang and Zhuge Yun did not speak to each other. The former released his spiritual consciousness and was busy exploring the surrounding environment.
The latter flew to a high altitude, took out one and seemed to compare it with something.
Fu Yunshan turned back to look in the direction of the exit. Looking through the passage from the outside, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen at all.
She withdrew her gaze and knelt down, skillfully feeling the pulses of the two unconscious monks.
After realizing that the two people were not seriously injured, but that they were being backfired by spiritual energy, they paid no more attention to them.
There was movement again at the passage, and this time, two golden elixir monks from the Wanjian Sect came out.
They nodded hurriedly to a few people, then turned back and stared in the direction of the passage.
Under the influence of these two people, the atmosphere suddenly became tense and repressed.
Fortunately, this dull atmosphere did not last long. After the two of them, people continued to pass through the exit and leave the secret realm.
Xu Chunniang had already withdrawn her consciousness, and Zhuge Yun quietly landed on the ground at some point, and the four of them leaned together unconsciously.
She told the results of her investigation, "No monks or monsters were found nearby. This is a barren mountain."
Zhuge Yun nodded, "This place is on the west side of Wuwu Mountain. It is two thousand miles away from Wuwu Mountain. It will not attract the attention of those evil cultivators in a short time."
After exchanging the news, several people turned their attention to the passage in the sky again.
So far, none of the five Nascent Soul Lords have come out. They should be using magic power to stabilize the exit.
There was a look of worry in Xu Chunniang's eyes. More and more Jindan monks came out, but the Master was not seen.
Zhuge Yun also did not wait for his master, exuding a cold aura.
A short period of time has passed since they left, and no one knows what the specific situation is in the secret realm now.
When leaving the secret realm, Xu Chunniang saw several people being torn apart and annihilated by the force of the collapse of the secret realm.
In the face of such terrifying power, even with golden elixir cultivation, it is of no avail.
She stared at the entrance of the passage, and finally at a certain moment, she saw a familiar purple figure.
Purple blood stained, but that figure was still as calm and calm as he remembered.
It’s Master!
Xu Chunniang's heartbeat quickened. Before she could go up to him, the other party looked over at him as if he was aware of it.
Yue Yanru was slightly startled when he saw his little apprentice, as if he didn't understand why she appeared here.
But soon, a guess came into her mind. Just now Master Sheng said that several young disciples sneaked into the secret realm and secretly destroyed the formation.
Could it be that among these few disciples, her little disciple must be among them.
Yue Yanru raised his feet and walked over.
Six or seven years ago, on the battleship leaving Xiaoyao Sect, she learned that Xu Chunniang was still alive, and she felt relieved.
After being trapped in the evil formation, she originally thought that the odds were against her, but she didn't expect that one day they would see each other again.
"Master."
Xu Chunniang breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and her eyes touched the little blood stains on the purple clothes.
"Nothing, just a little injury."
Now was not the time to reminisce, so Yue Yanru didn't say much, nor did she ask why Xu Chunniang appeared here.
After Yue Yanru, the master of Xuanjian Peak, the sect leader Lu Yuanming and others walked out one after another.
Immediately afterwards, four Nascent Soul Lords jumped out.
Without a few Nascent Soul Lords to maintain the passage, the exit suddenly shrank a lot and seemed to be closing.
The four Nascent Soul Lords did not leave after escaping from the trap. Instead, they used the magic weapons in their hands and slashed towards the exit.
However, the spiritual energy fell onto the exit, like a mud cow falling into the sea, without any movement.
"That guy Qingxuan hasn't come out yet!"
"The passage is going to be completely closed!"
The four of them had anxious expressions on their faces, and they tried their best to make the exit wider.
The power of the secret realm's collapse is no small matter. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator cannot escape the end of his death.
The monks from Wanjian Sect looked equally ugly, "Uncle Master, if he hadn't waited for me, he would have escaped smoothly long ago."
They stared at the exit, expecting the figure in white to jump out.
But the exit became smaller and smaller, only the size of a fist remained, and the man never came out.
Some people couldn't bear to look away. Uncle Master... most likely couldn't leave.
However, at the moment when the exit was about to close, an extremely powerful sword energy came out from it.
Blocked by this sword move, the exit that was about to be closed was torn apart again.
A blood-stained figure jumped out from it, it was Qingxuan Sword Lord of Wanjian Sect.
He was seriously injured, but his figure holding the sword was as tall as a pine tree, and no one could underestimate him.
"Uncle Master!"
"Master-uncle!"
The disciples of Wanjian Sect were surprised and happy, and rushed forward to surround Qingxuan Sword Master.
The Nascent Soul Lord of the Hanshan Sect is an old man in black clothes. Seeing that Qingxuan was out of trouble, his tense expression relaxed.
"This place is very close to Wuwu Mountain, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time. Why don't we go back to the sect first and make plans later?"
The other three Nascent Soul True Lords heard this and looked at Qingxuan Sword Lord. Among the five, he had the highest cultivation level. When he was trapped in the secret realm, he was the leader.