Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul Loren did not know how long he had been unconscious for, but it had been night by the time he woke up.
Translator: Ashish Translation Checker: Silavin “Ugh…” After a momentary stupefaction, White Tiger fell into contemplation.
Translator: Truth Editor: Dhael Ligerkeys At the Crimson Blood Sect Outpost of the Spirit Creek Battlefield, Lu Ye was standing in front of the Sanctum of Providence and observing the group of boys and girls gathered at the public square. He was surprised by how fast his sect master had acted.
Translator: Fate Translation Checker: Silavin In an enormous space where bright and heavenly mist rose as the wind graced about the celestial mountains. It was a breathtaking sight to all who behold it. There were many people who had surrounded the place, all of them from the clans of the Celestial Ancient Continent. They were silent and respectful, as they stood behind Gu Changge, not daring to speak.
Translator: Barnnn “Oh? Hey, they’re back already. Heh, and look at all your faces — something nice happened to your attitude out there, eh?”
Translator: StarReader Editor: Elitecoder “Dugu Zhantian and Fang Qiubai greet His Majesty!”
<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator: Silavin & PewPewLaserGun Editor: Richard Proofreader: Leo of Zion Mountain Time seemed to pass by extremely slowly. Facing the pressure of death made everyone’s mood incredibly serious, and all of their hearts raced as cold sweat dripped down their brows.
