Shang Li had also been severely wounded and had used a Secret Art to escape.
The Witch Race's curse arts were too terrifying. When they could not defeat an enemy, they used themselves as the medium to cast a curse and perish together with their foe. With two Seventh-Order Spirit Insects assisting them—especially the Four-Winged Dragon Fly, which excelled at wind-type spells and illusions—if Han Yiqing had not been an Integrated Body Late Stage Cultivator, the Han Family would have been wiped out this time.
"Go. Block her at the exit. I refuse to believe we can't reach it before she does."
Han Yiqing spoke with a cold expression. For this treasure hunt, the Han Family had prepared for over ten thousand years and refined many treasures. They had even prepared several Tier 7 Formations. In the end, they had merely made clothes for someone else. How could she accept that?
If Shang Li had fought them in an orderly battle formation, she naturally would not have been their match. But in an encounter battle, Shang Li had not given Han Yiqing any time to set up a formation.
At present, their only option was to hurry to the exit and hope they could intercept Shang Li.
Han Yiqing and Han Xuemei transformed into two streaks of escaping light and flew toward the ground, vanishing into a dense forest.
In a long, narrow Gorge, countless gray stones lay scattered across the ground. Wang Qingshan and the other six advanced slowly, their pace far from quick.
They were now desperate to return home and did not want to stay another moment.
A deafening explosion rang out. Wang Qingshan and the other six were startled and halted.
Wang Tuntian hurriedly activated his eyes to investigate the situation.
"Barbarian Race Cultivators are