The cultivators sealed in the airboats were let out. When they noticed they were out of Sandplain, their expressions were incredulous.
They had been just as anxious and desperate as the sacred land members on the outside.
Many thought they were truly done for, but the doors of the airboats slid open to reveal perfect safety. They felt lucky to be alive.
“Fellow daoists,” the Eternal forefather said, “we had very valid reasons for asking you to enter these airboats earlier. Reality has shown our decision to be correct.”
“Yes, yes, we were...