"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qin, for lending us your aid."
A thunderous boom rang out. Fu Qiong and the other three only felt the scene before them sway in a blur. The valley reappeared before the four of them, and after a flicker of thought, they saw Qin Fengming and immediately understood what had happened.
Yinluo Holy Lord and Mo Tian had also shaken their bodies when Qin Fengming evaded the Crimson Dragon Sword's attack, breaking free of the Asura Binding Sound.
Although this Binding Sound possessed considerable might, it was only somewhat troublesome for Yinluo Holy Lord and Mo Tian. The two had never taken it too seriously.
When they suddenly saw the Crimson Dragon Sword flash with red light and attack Qin Fengming, a sharp glint flickered in the eyes of the two Mahayana clones. Rather than continuing to fly out of the valley, they moved at once toward that Chaos spirit treasure in unspoken accord.
With their minds, how could they fail to understand that Ye Hua's claim that he could drive the spirit treasure was nothing more than a bluff?
As long as he did not unleash the spirit treasure to its full strength, Yinluo Holy Lord and Mo Tian naturally had little reason to fear a Chaos spirit treasure that could only take form and attack through its murderous aura.
Though the matter took many words to describe, everything at the scene happened in an instant.
From Qin Fengming evading the spirit treasure's strike, to Fu Qiong and the other three breaking free, to Yinluo Holy Lord and Mo Tian darting after the Chaos spirit treasure, it had all happened in the blink of an eye.
Ye Hua, whose strike had missed, also abruptly changed expression.
Watching his Asura Binding Sound secret art be broken