"Brother, I'll use a talisman to create an opportunity for you. Once you escape, see if you can encounter other cultivators from the Immortal Sect."
Realizing that leaving unscathed was impossible, Chen Youran somberly touched the cloth pouch at her waist, ready to exert every effort to win Shen Chongming a chance to escape.
As long as they break out of the encirclement, there is hope to meet the disciples from the Vajra Sect or other allied Immortal Sect members.
Shen Chongming said nothing, merely squeezed her hand silently, signaling her not to act rashly.
"What's the matter, didn't you understand what I said?"
Yang Xun's expression darkened, his voice suddenly turning colder.
He initially planned to kill the two as soon as he arrived but hesitated, considering they might have obtained some inheritance technique or other treasures atop the mountain.
He also wanted to know how the two managed wind manipulation flight without being struck by the fearsome thunder.
