"Are they the two who went in?" The Red Dust Immortals from the Myriad Realms looked at each other, their eyes flickering with light.
Yang Ji and Mo Wudao were both extremely strong, exceptional talents with numerous techniques and profound foundations.
Without any hesitation, they rushed in at this very moment. Could it be that they saw something that emboldened them to act without any scruples?
For a time, everyone's thoughts churned as they looked at the Brass Gate, struggling to restrain the impulse in their hearts.
Inside lay the relics of the Immortal Realm, potentially brimming with treasures everywhere.
If one were to enter too late, after the two had plundered everything, it would be a regret too late to amend.
With this thought, in an instant, seven or eight streaks of light rushed in.