Yet at that moment, he truly had no room to think any further or delay.
Those Immortal Cranes' Escape Light was simply too swift. Even after doing everything he could, he had still failed to shake them off, and they were about to catch up to him here.
As the saying went, when one ought to cut and does not, one suffers the chaos of it.
Since his divine sense had found nothing, perhaps the Teleportation Array's destruction had only been a coincidence.
Thinking this, Wang Tinglou gritted his teeth and flew down toward the intact Teleportation Array.
Then he swept both hands, and several spell seals shot out from within his sleeves.
Following his movements, a loud "wooo, wooo" rose up, and a layer of milky-white radiance surged and sprayed from the surface of the Teleportation Array.
At the sight, Tinglou's face filled with wild delight, but in the next instant, his expression suddenly stiffened.
The milky-white light curtain had runes gushing across its surface, with faint arcs of electricity crackling and flashing as well. On the surface, its momentum seemed rather imposing, yet on closer inspection, how was this the Teleportation Array being activated?
On the contrary, someone had laid an ambush around it, and by pure coincidence—or not—it had trapped him perfectly.
Damn it!
Tinglou's expression turned ugly to the extreme. How could he not know that he had stepped straight into the other party's trap?
His heart was anxious, but naturally he refused to sit and wait for death.
With a sweep of his sleeve, a Dharma Treasure about a foot long shot out, golden light radiating in all directions. Strange patterns were carved across its surface, and a mysterious aura swarmed forth.
The Golden Ripple Brush!
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. It was precisely Tinglou's