473. CHAMBER OF DEEP TIME

Noah opened his eyes to the white nature of the cultivation room. His entry was frantic and his eyes were wide open. He felt both speechless and mortified.

He had never expected that end for all eleven of his group. Madison. Bon. He shook from the sheer abruptness of the event. Nevertheless, he couldn't mourn or anything.

He hadn't gotten close enough to allow that. Still, it had ruined his mood. Badly even.

He sat on the ground for whole minutes wondering what to do next. Three tier 5 cultivators had attacked them. By all means, he shouldn't be alive. What would he say happened?

That singular event might have completely ruined his life. He trembled.

He considered returning to the guild. But he figured he would be too weak to do anything or escape properly if needed. He wanted to return a nonsuspect. He would need more power.