Under the gazes of hundreds and those watching from different cities, a golden blur appeared behind the eighty disciples.
Seeing that familiar mask, gasps filled the air, many covering their mouths and some pointing at Li Chen.
"This is impossible," Lu Yan muttered to himself. He refused to believe the man standing there was Li Chen.
Bai Fengxi's eyes widened. 'Brother Li is alive!' Disbelief colored her inner voice.
Fairy Mo Xueyi had a knowing smile and she threw a glance at her disciple. "You knew."
Like her master, other Grand Elders glanced at Xiu Ying and Li Chen; a faint twinkle passed through their eyes.
"H… How is he alive?!" Lu Buping bellowed, clenching his fists as if pouring all his rage into his palms.