The outer hall of Fortune Palace was covered with locks. No one could tear through the dimension except for the almighty gods.
As a result, the guests in the outer hall sensed the dimensional fluctuations and quickly surrounded that area.
The Dimensional Rift had disappeared, leaving only a handsome young man standing in front of Luo Sha. Although he looked injured all over, he exuded a heart-palpitating aura.
"Zhang Ruochen, it's Zhang Ruochen. Doesn't that mean..."
"It's Zhang Ruochen who came back alive," a cultivator said in a trembling voice.
"Maybe Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen only decided the winner and didn't fight to the death."
"Yes, it must be so. If Yan Wushen dies, it will definitely shake the entire Yanluo clan. No, it will shake the entire Infernal Court. The news will spread to all sectors of Celestial Court."