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"Both of you, come in too!"
Seeing Luo Bei, Tong Bugu, and Nalan Ruoxue descend together, Chi Luo could not help secretly wiping away a cold sweat. He had been thinking that if there was anything strange and sinister below, it would be best if it buried all three of them there. But what nearly made him faint was that, following Luo Bei's words, an invisible force suddenly wrapped around him and Bi Haizi, dragging both of them down as well.
This truly was a case of a single degree greater cultivation being enough to crush someone to death. In the past, Chi Luo and Bi Haizi had each been leaders of their own sects. Especially after Qu Daozi and Shi Ruyi of the Northern Mang region had fallen one after another, Chi Luo, Bi Haizi, and the others had become like monkeys crowning themselves kings when the mountain had no tiger. They had begun to carry the air of regional overlords in Northern Mang. But now, their cultivation lagged far behind Luo Bei's. Just as ordinary people had no power to resist when faced with a typical cultivator, they had no real ability to resist Luo Bei. Not to mention that Luo Bei now had experts like Tong Bugu and Nalan Ruoxue at his side—they could only let themselves be handled as others pleased.
Luo Bei had clearly dragged them down with the invisible force of the Jing Nian Tong Ming Jue because many people from Cihang Zhai were still recovering from their wounds. He did not trust the two of them to remain above, fearing they might cause trouble. The moment Chi Luo and Bi Haizi were dragged down, terror-stricken as they were, they had no time to curse Luo Bei again. With shrill cries,