"Brother Lin is right. This young master agrees as well." Xianmu Yi Lan's voice reached their ears; at this moment, the calm expression on his face had vanished too.
"Very well. We'll do as you say, fellow Daoist."
As Zen Master Jinhong spoke, he was already flying toward the stairs.
The other two did not say much, but not objecting was tantamount to tacit agreement.
Leaving aside whether they could catch up at all, the strength of that mysterious enemy alone had left them badly shaken. If it turned out to be a Dongxuan Realm cultivator and they foolishly chased after him, wouldn't that be sending sheep into a tiger's mouth? Treasures were certainly tempting, but one had to be alive to enjoy them.
Besides, Lin Xuan's words made sense. The third floor had yet to be touched; perhaps there were even more treasures there. If they could obtain them, this trip would still not have been in vain.
Compared with the uncertainty and danger of giving chase, continuing to search the third floor was clearly the safer choice. As Lihe Realm cultivators who had weathered countless storms, they naturally understood how to choose with the slightest hint.
Thus, seeing Zen Master Jinhong move, the four exchanged glances and followed without the slightest hesitation.
The staircase was not long, only about a hundred steps or so, and in almost the blink of an eye they arrived at the entrance to the third floor.
Once again, a layer of protective barrier came into view.
However, unlike the defensive restrictions they had seen before, though this barrier was a curtain of light, it was extraordinarily dense and thick, looking almost as if it possessed substance.
The few of them looked at one another, all overjoyed.
This barrier was still perfectly intact. The