Nothing earth-shaking happened. There was no heavy impact. There was just a small mark from the impact of the stone.
Fang Zhengzhi circled the interior and found nothing special.
He was preparing to leave.
Just as he was about to get to the entrance, Fang Zhengzhi eyed the black stone on the floor. He thought about it, then kept it in his Heart Protection Mirror.
"I’ll use it as one of my secret weapons!"
...
Xing Yuanguo and Bai Xing were both shocked by what happened. Anyone would have been equally stunned by what happened.
How could they all have exited the world in the middle of the battle?
The throne room and altar had disappeared. The masked black robed men had followed suit. The entire space around them underwent a massive transformation in the blink of an eye.
They were back on Cang Ling Mountain in the blink of an eye.
An army camp was in front of them, a mountain of bodies at its entrance.