Stowaways

Unbeknownst to Mo Wen and even the Huatian Palace, a few days ago, on a barren mountain in the main space, the surrounding space twisted and a few silhouettes quietly appeared.

"Haha! We finally arrived in the main space. Humph! The Huatian Palace trying to stop us was basically wishful thinking."

An elder wearing a red robe laughed loudly. This person with long crimson hair appeared ancient, but his countenance did not have the usual features that old people had. Instead, it was exceptionally hideous. His face was covered in crisscrossed scars.

Aside from the elder, six other people were present. Four of them were elders and the other two were middle-aged men.

If Mo Wen was here, he would certainly be able to recognize one of the two middle-aged persons present the Ming Temple's Temple Leader Shao Yunyang.