Lin Xin didn't say another word, he turned around and walked away.
Lu Qiaoqiao yelled loudly from behind, but he ignored her.
At times like this, saving others was not the priority, saving himself came first.
If he remembered correctly, the Resentful Spirit Chanters should have been led away by Lu Qiaoqiao and another to buy time, but he hadn't expected them to return so quickly.
"Wait for me!!" Lu Qiaoqiao desperately crawled outward.
But Lin Xin didn't care at all, quickly entering the red light, and soon he disappeared from sight.
Despair flashed in Lu Qiaoqiao's eyes.
She struggled to prop up her body with a Broken Sword, staggering step by step towards the outside.
Hiss...
Suddenly, a black round hole appeared behind her, revealing a large mass of pitch-black vortexes inside.
The Resentful Spirit Chanters slowly climbed out of it and, seeing the chaotic great hall, became immediately furious.
"Husila..."
All three mouths began to chant simultaneously.
