Xiang Daoxian, who should have vanished, was dragged back into view by that force.
The power of the talisman was on Xiang Daoxian. Since Xiang Daoxian had been dragged out, Xiang Zongyan and the other two were no exception.
Xiang Zongyan and the others still had Heavenly Blessing Talismans on them, but if they did not break this bizarre chain, one of them—or perhaps two, or all three—would ultimately be left here forever.
The strongest talent of Xiang Zongyan's group of four was shared cultivation. Losing any one of them would severely affect their cultivation speed.
Moreover, although the four of them were injured now, their wounds had not reached the point of affecting their combat strength.
They would accept a dignified retreat, but if they had to flee in panic and lose several lives in the process, Xiang Zongyan and the others would never accept it.
"Friend, while neither side has yet formed a mortal feud, let us talk this over."
Xiang Zongyan looked at Chen Fei and forced a smile.
"We are Forgetful River tribesmen. Let us treat today's matter as though it never happened and part ways here. How about it?" Xiang Daoxian said.
Among the Seventh Order Races within the Void Return Realm, none were unaware of the Forgetful River Tribe.
After all, there were only so many Ninth Order Races. You might never have seen them, but it was impossible not to have heard of those Ninth Order Supreme Races.
By revealing the Forgetful River Tribe's identity, Xiang Daoxian was telling Chen Fei to carefully weigh the possible consequences if he truly killed any one of them.
Of course, sometimes it might have been better not to reveal that identity, lest it drive the other party to take desperate risks.
But Xiang Zongyan had just