The entrance to the secret realm slowly closed.
At this point, any disciple who hadn't come out would never come out, without any suspense.
"Senior Brother Lin Sheng..."
Xu Ning leaned on Big Stupid Deer's neck, limping through the crowd in search of him.
The Chaotic Sect had suffered heavy losses, and the remaining disciples actually weren't many, only about eighty, with losses exceeding sixty percent!
Among the crowd, a disheveled figure sat on a piece of moss-covered green rock, it was Lin Sheng.
Only, at this moment, Lin Sheng's entire demeanor was off, like an eggplant hit by frost, completely wilted.
Additionally, Lin Sheng had sustained severe injuries.
From below his neck to his chest and abdomen, large areas were burn-scarred, the flesh curling, blackened and stuck together, and even his cultivation had fallen from Perfect Qi Refining to Qi Refining Ninth Level.
"Senior brother, what happened?"