"Guys, hang in there, at least we're still alive." Bai Xuan tried to boost morale, but few people responded.

Their last reliance has been destroyed; where can they find refuge now?

A loud roar from within the forbidden area drew everyone's attention.

They knew exactly what was inside, but they never expected that the suppressed monster would come back to life. Did they still have a way out?

"Immortal Bai Xuan?"

Everyone stared at Bai Xuan. If they were destined to die, they would rather perish with the monster than become its food after death.

"Everyone, follow me!"

Bai Xuan was the first to fly out of Tongtian Peak and head towards the forbidden area.

The monster entered Suixu Mountain, but had not yet reached the forbidden area. Perhaps, there was still a glimmer of hope.

Miraculous ruins.

The patterns on the base seemed to come alive, with golden light surging from bottom to top and from the outside to the inside along the stripes toward the throne.

The human figure on the back of the seat became clearer and clearer, as if it had come to life, and it even turned its head, just like a real person.

Just as everyone was observing the humanoid pattern, the surrounding restrictions were suddenly lifted. Countless phantoms howled and screamed on the stone walls of each level, crashing outwards again and again, trying to break free of the restrictions and escape through the walls.

The sound amplified layer by layer through the stone steps, resounding through the sky.

At the same time, bursts of white light rose from the ground, ascending along the patterns like countless white insects crawling upwards.

"What the hell is that?"

Everyone was horrified, staring blankly at the changes below, their fear growing stronger with each passing moment.

They seemed to have a premonition that once the white light reached their feet, there would be no chance of escape.

"The restrictions have been lifted, let's get out of here quickly."

Someone tried it with a magical artifact and found that it did not hit the barrier, so it took off and flew downwards.

They dared not touch the stone steps beneath their feet, fearing that if they landed, they would be pulled into the stone wall.

Bai Siyuan was the last to leave.

He glanced back at the pattern on the throne, sighed, and flew away without looking back.