Peril at Hand

When Fang Yuan took a closer look, he found himself already inside another cloud pavilion.

Fang Yuan let out a breath of foul air. Lang Ya Earth Spirit had helped him; otherwise, escaping might have been dangerous.

After all, one of the opponents was Hui Fengzi.

This man was known as the fastest person in the Northern Plains today. Even Rank 8 Gu Immortals could not catch up to him. He had once achieved the astonishing feat of escaping from Medicine Emperor's hands!

But danger did not mean impossibility.

Fang Yuan had Immortal Wanderer. As long as he won three breaths of time, he could escape to survival. No matter how fast Hui Fengzi was, it would be useless.

"We originally had only five cloud pavilions left, and this time we lost another two. Yet we have not delayed them for long. The enemy has already come—this time, the three of us will act together!" Lang Ya Earth Spirit said gravely.

As Lang Ya Earth Spirit spoke, Fang Yuan also discovered that apart from himself and the earth spirit, there was another Inkman Gu Immortal in the cloud pavilion.

Fang Yuan sized up this Inkman Gu Immortal.

He possessed obvious inkman traits—black skin, white hair, and a face full of wrinkles. He appeared quite aged.

Didn't Inkman City claim that it had only one Gu Immortal, its city lord Mo Tansang? It seemed this Inkman Gu Immortal should be Inkman City's hidden foundation. He had been concealed deeply all this time. Even though my intelligence came from Fairy Lishan, I had not obtained the slightest information about him. Only at Lang Ya Blessed Land's moment of crisis did he appear.

Fang Yuan guessed inwardly.

*Inkmen are otherworldly races, and Otherworldly Races have always had very few Gu Immortals. For Inkman