Meanwhile, outside the Chaoyang Valley.
Swoosh!
Five extremely disheveled figures flew out from the woods and then landed on the ground. Some knelt on the ground, while others collapsed, all gasping for air.
If Xiao Ye were here, he would definitely recognize them as the Earth Hall disciples who went on the mission with him, and among them was Wu Pojun.
At this moment, Wu Pojun was in tatters, his robe torn and bloodied, his face deathly pale, having suffered serious injuries.
It wasn't until a disciple took out a King Crystal from a Space Ring and administered it that he finally caught his breath and stood up from the ground.
"How terrifying the Chaoyang Valley is. I never thought that rumor was true. I definitely won't step into Chaoyang Valley ever again!" Wu Pojun looked toward the direction of the valley, still with lingering fears and a pale face.