What happened before them was simply too strange and too swift.￠￡ It had all occurred almost the instant the Dry Gang Talisman shattered.
When Bu An shot toward Jing Bo, Pan Qingkang had nearly followed Qin Fengming to Fairy Cuiyun's side. With a flick of his wrist, a yellow umbrella canopy over a zhang wide appeared above his head.
A flash of radiance enveloped Qin Fengming and Fairy Cuiyun within.
But just as Pan Qingkang brought out the Jade Emperor Umbrella and shielded Qin Fengming and Fairy Cuiyun, Bu An beside them suddenly cried out in alarm.
Looking at the mid Immortal Lord stage cultivator who had already turned to flying ash and vanished, Fairy Cuiyun's pretty face suddenly went deathly pale.
She and Jing Bo had sensed the terrifying corrosive force raging almost simultaneously. If Qin Fengming had not appeared beside her like a ghost the instant she cried out, she would surely have turned to flying ash like Jing Bo by now. Even her Nascent Soul would not have escaped.
Although the group had long known about the corrosive power of this mist, they had never imagined it would be so formidable.
Even the protective spiritual radiance of a mid Immortal Lord stage cultivator could not last within it for even a moment.
Looking at the spot where Jing Bo had stood before vanishing, various complicated emotions flashed repeatedly through Fairy Cuiyun's beautiful eyes. There was fear, lingering terror, and gratitude as well.
"Fellow Daoist Bu, the dead cannot return to life. Please enter the Jade Emperor Umbrella at once. Many thanks to Fellow Daoist Qin for protecting her. Otherwise, Cuiyun would have fallen here as well."
Pan Qingkang glanced at Bu An and called out calmly. Then he turned to face Qin Fengming, clasped his fists, and