บท 255: 254. My Spoils of War

Alright, in my mind, their destination ... Chen Luoyang thought.

To Su Mingjue and the others, their goal was naturally to return to the mortal world and the western paradise.

But for now, that was destined to be an unreachable dream.

To the west and north, the two void portals were temporarily sealed.

To the east is the farthest, across the ocean.

The Southern Wasteland was the base camp of the Ancient Gods Clan.

If they were able to make it all the way through, the entire sect, including a certain sect master surnamed Chen, could hang themselves.

To be precise, they couldn't even leave the Xue Yu Plateau.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that a certain sect master had secretly colluded with the enemy and gone easy on them, Su Mingjue and the others would have been finished long ago.

Now, he stumbled and fled into a snowy mountain.

More than half of the group was gone. The survivors, including Su Mingjue, were all injured.