Chapter 2078: A Trap Set for the Enemy, Danger at Every Step!
Chapter 2078: Chapter 2078: A Trap Set for the Enemy, Danger at Every Step!
Upon hearing these words,Huo Xiedao’s expression completely froze.
Ye Qiubai waved the jade pendant in his hand and said, "Alright, no need to ask him any more. We already know the location; let’s head straight over."
Chu Ran crossed his arms and frowned, "Can we trust this?"
Ye Qiubai glanced at Chu Ran, "Whether you trust it is up to you. Compared to a betrayer, I trust him more."
At this moment, Yang Shao chimed in, "Currently, there aren’t any better solutions. Judging by Huo Xiedao’s expression, it seems to be correct."
Yang Shao’s words were meant for the others.
He believed that those trusted by Ye Qiubai, Hong Ying, Xu Yeming, Ning Chenxin, and in the Supervisory Temple, Mu Fusheng and Jiu Bailu, could not be underestimated.
After all, he’s witnessed too many incredible things among Ye Qiubai and his group...
"Indeed, there is no better choice." Ba Xiyue decided emphatically, nodding, "Time is pressing; every moment of delay means more deaths. Let’s move out."
Following Fang Qiong’s instructions, the group swiftly arrived at a spot three feet southeast of the Guardian Mansion.
This place looked no different from others, surrounded by dark red blood mist churning with evil aura.
But if one sensed carefully, they could notice slight stagnation in the movement of the blood mist here, like an invisible reef in a river.
"Seven feet above ground." Ye Qiubai looked up at that void.
Hong Ying focused for a moment, nodded, "There are indeed weak space fluctuations, but very unstable."
"Three breaths time..." Qin Zhao tightened his grip on his sword, eyes sharp, "We must succeed in one go."
Time was tight. Outside Zhenyue Mountain, Han Shouyi, Lu Mingyuan, Jiang Yi, and twelve worshippers were fiercely battling with seven Peak of Formless Realm evil cultivators, their clashes echoing through the sky.
Meanwhile, the death toll continued to rise.
"Are you ready?" Ye Qiubai looked at the group.
Everyone nodded.
"Let me break it." Ba Xiyue took a deep breath, retrieving a golden token, the token for the Banan Royal Family to mobilize the Power of National Fortune.
She raised the token high, chanting ancient spells, as Emperor Dragon Qi surged from the token, transforming into a tiny Golden Dragon, rushing at the void seven feet above the ground!
"It’s now!"
As the Golden Dragon touched the space, the void trembled violently, and a dark red fissure wide enough for two people to walk side-by-side suddenly tore open!