407 407. Awkward

As Elder Iris led the way toward one of the matrixes connected with the insides of the exoskeleton, the group of cultivators behind her became more numerous.

The Chasing Demon sect had sent a total of five teams in the separate dimension and, from their survivors, it was clear that its losses had been huge.

Joel walked slowly, all the members of his team were nowhere to be seen and their state could be understood from his discouraged expression.

Alison was right behind Elder Iris, she and two cultivators were the only survivors of her team, her stern mood showed how much she had suffered in the dimension.

David's team was in the middle, five of its members had survived which was an incredible feat considering that only the non-affiliated newly advanced rank 3 cultivators surpassed that number, the latter hadn't even reached the seabed but that had allowed for more of them to survive.