The higher-ups were all stunned, and then they fell into deep thought.
This explanation was so simple that they could almost instantly guess the truth.
"Very good!"
The president of the Huaxia cultivation Association smiled and nodded.
Looking at Nangong Jun's expression, it was clear that Lin Chang 'an was the main contributor to this.
On the other side of the space, Chang Weiwen's heart sank when he didn't see the host soul.
The underground city rumbled and was about to return to nothingness, but the host soul had yet to appear.
A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Even at his cultivation level, he found it difficult to control his emotions.
Soon, an aura that seemed to come from beyond the heavens disappeared, and Chaos City returned to nothingness. Chang Weiwen was completely dumbfounded.
"How is this Yingluo possible?"
His face was like a pig's liver as he looked at the other end of the distorted space.