BZZZT! BZZZT! BZZZT!!!
All around them.
Space and time twisted.
An intense pulling force erupted, instantly separating Xu Qing from Zhang Ling and the others, teleporting them to various locations throughout the Underworld.
WHOOSH...
With a mere thought, Chaos Sword Qi surged around Xu Qing, shredding the force that enveloped him. He stabilized his body and came to a halt in the Void.
'The Underworld.'
Xu Qing's expression grew solemn. He looked up to see only a sky as black as ink, layered with dark, ominous clouds.
He scanned his surroundings.
Xu Qing saw a bleak, dilapidated, and desolate land. Upon this land lay countless dried bones, and ghostly specters wandered aimlessly.
First.
According to the plan he had with Zhang Ling and the others, they all possessed life-saving measures given to them by the Masters of the Holy Lands.
Therefore.
