The usually gentle White-forehead Qilin Bai E now wore an expression of extreme urgency and interjected, "Mr. Mu, there's no time! Once the Grand Array is broken, you won't be able to escape even if you want to! The incredible Escape Speed of this Third-Grade Immortal Artifact is your only chance!"
Lin Xuankong, who could deploy the massive Thousand Cranes Array again at any moment, shook his head slightly. "This Jiang Jiaolong does have a few tricks up his sleeve, but we still have a sliver of a chance!"
"A few tricks?!" The short-tempered Cyan-forehead Qilin rolled its eyes. "He swallowed even the Ninth-Grade Array Spirit Spirit Crane in one bite, and you still say he 'has a few tricks'...? There's no time left! Hurry up and escape!"
The anxious Cyan-forehead Qilin was so frantic it almost snatched the Third-Grade Immortal Artifact from Lin Xuankong's waist, intending to activate it and drag him away to safety!
