Xiang Shaoyun brought those who had remained with him and Little White back to the Ziling Sect. Although he had lost a lot of people to the ancient battlefield, the survivors had all grown considerably. One could say that their excursion to the ancient battlefield had brought them both gains and losses.

"Little White, are you still staying at the same place?" asked Xiang Shaoyun.

Little White nodded. "Yes. In the past, I had wanted to go to the Ziling Sect and fight against the world alongside you, but that old fellow from the clan had thrown me into a dangerous place that I had nearly failed to leave."

"It's ok. Your boss is now capable enough to connect our places with a pair of teleportation formations. So long as you can convince...