"Help!"
"The grand array, suppress!"
A trace of relief appeared in Xu Qing's eyes.
Thank goodness, the Nine Underworlds Illusion Array had been broken, and the Martial Combat Academy had reacted.
Golden Rosy Cloud surged into the sky as the power of the grand array swept over, pressing down upon the Luohan Temple grounds.
"Damn it!"
Wang Xuanfeng cursed as the Thunder Monarch Avatar swelled dramatically, resisting the Golden Rosy Cloud that filled the sky.
In the process, he began coughing up blood again, his face turning pale.
"Move! Retreat now!"
"If we wait any longer, it'll be too late!"
"Spatial Power, hurry!"
He shouted anxiously, his gaze flicking toward Lin Xuan.
But the next second, he cried out in shock. "What the fuck are you still trying to do? That's a Second Extremity Realm Emperor! Get back here!"
In his sight, shielded by the Arhat Bell, Lin Xuan was actually charging at Xu Qing, whose aura had plummeted and who looked as though he was about to die, with the Purgatory Shattering Gold Chant spear in hand.
But even a starved camel was still bigger than a horse. This was far too risky.
"Wait a little longer. I'll kill him, then we'll leave!"
Lin Xuan's voice carried over from afar.
"I..."
Wang Xuanfeng's scalp went numb, and he wanted to curse.
But at that moment, the grand array's power turned violent, suppressing him so fiercely that he had no time to speak.
Golden Rosy Cloud even pressed toward Lin Xuan.
"I owe you one!"
Wang Xuanfeng roared inwardly. The massive hand of the Thunder Monarch Avatar abruptly reached through the air and slapped all that Golden Rosy Cloud apart.
As he did so, he vomited blood repeatedly, as if blood cost nothing.
Lin Xuan finally drew close to Xu