Everyone looked up to see deep gashes already being carved into the golden pillar by the fierce winds. The entire sky-supporting golden pillar shook violently. Jin Tai pressed his palm against it, and a large hole melted open in its side.
"Move!" As soon as Jin Tai spoke, he transformed into a streak of golden light and flashed into the hole first. Bai Qi and the others followed close behind. Once inside, they discovered that the pillar was hollow, an empty tube running from bottom to top. The group sped upward through the violently swaying tube and shot out.
The moment they swept out from the top of the pillar that reached the heavens, Jin Tai reached back and grabbed. The golden pillar swiftly shrank and flashed back into his hand from the heart of the hurricane. They had escaped the whirlwind.
Seeing what he had done, Bai Qi was instantly shocked and grabbed Jin Tai by the collar, roaring, "What are you doing? More than a thousand of my men are still down there..."
"Are you insane?!" Jin Tai drove him away with an elbow, then raised the battered Golden Cloud Staff in his hand and shouted, "The Golden Cloud Staff could not hold on much longer. Getting the few of us out was already difficult enough. How could there have been time to wait for all thousand of your men to escape?"
"Then why didn't you use it to escape sooner? Shengjun would not have died for nothing!" Bai Qi, on the verge of going mad, was held back by the three from the Silver Armor Thousand Armies. They all urged him, saying that as long as they could preserve the Nether Emperor, they would have a chance to avenge Shengjun.
"If Shengjun had not died, I would