Hearing the voice, he knew the man.
Fan Lang knew who was speaking in secret. Some of the arrangements he had made beforehand had already come into play—and at a crucial moment.
"Everyone, don't get tangled up with these troublesome people. I'll take you through a shortcut!"
Fan Lang transmitted his voice to everyone on his side.
Rumble...
A passageway opened out of thin air. It was not a Space Channel, but a route formed by the formations and the structure itself. Only someone with Guardian status could open this passage; outsiders had no way to control it.
Fan Lang led everyone into the passageway, using all kinds of methods to cover their retreat and break away from the three-way melee.
The four Guardians present were stunned by the sight. They immediately guessed who had opened the passage.
"It must have been that traitor Dui Ze!"
"Dui Ze actually colluded with these outsiders! He's becoming more and more outrageous. He's brought disgrace upon the Guardian mission!"
"Close the passage quickly! We can't let them escape like this!"
The four Guardians were frantic. They forcibly shut down the passage, but it was already too late. Fan Lang's group was small, and every one of them was powerful. They had already vanished without a trace.
Now that the passage was closed, it actually helped Fan Lang's group by completely cutting off the route behind them. No one even had a chance to pursue them.
Only Fan Lang's gloating voice remained, laughing teasingly. "Everyone, you take your time. We'll be leaving first, so please excuse us."
"Fan Lang!!!"
Banye ZhiQiu roared at the top of his lungs and slammed his sword into the sealed entrance, trying to carve out a path.
It had originally been a three-way melee. Now one side had slipped