On a desolate planet, several figures descended, it was Fang Zheng and his group.
A party of six, one person unconscious, one with a cold expression, while the remaining four still showed traces of terror. It's imaginable that this group must have experienced a nightmare-like ordeal beyond ordinary comprehension.
The four Immortals gazed at the desolate scene, then looked at Fang Zheng, the Immortal Emperor, whose face was so gloomy it seemed like water could drip from it, looking at one another in dismay.
The only Immortal Monarch level strongman couldn't help but ask, "Immortal Emperor Fang Zheng, why suddenly stop here?"
Fang Zheng scrutinized the few companions present with a strange gaze, then suddenly struck out with a palm, heavily hitting the only Immortal Monarch level expert present.
