"If there is no remedy, we might as well call it off."
Luo Hong looked at Mu Yan Hong and solemnly advised her.
If Luan Ni was conflicted over the matter, then Luo Hong simply hoped it would fail.
If he had known about this method of breaking the seal beforehand, he would certainly have taken the chance during his battle with Luo Chaofeng to destroy the Cold Gen Tower entirely.
"No! We can wait ten thousand years, but that Blood Leech Tribe True Immortal's Nascent Soul has already escaped.
Once he returns to the Heavy Water Sect, he will certainly expose our plan!"
Mu Yan Hong flatly refused.
Although Wu Ji had not overheard her true objective, the Golden Immortal Dao Masters of the Western Wasteland were no fools. They might not deduce the entire plan, but they would not fall for it again.
Thus, this was their only chance!
"I will never let the tragedy happen again!"
Having made up her mind, Mu Yan Hong first glanced at Luo Hong, then rapidly flicked both hands, sending one Magic Art after another toward the tower walls around them.
Before long, the gap outside the tower was covered in Crimson Spirit Light, barely allowing the grand formation to function again.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, I had originally intended to ask for your assistance later, but now I must trouble you in advance."
After speaking, Mu Yan Hong pointed ahead, condensing a crimson light formation a foot before her.
"Fairy Mu, what do you mean by this?"
Luo Hong glanced at the light formation and could not help frowning.
"To be honest, the key to breaking the seal this time is not only infiltrating the restriction of a Domain Tower. At least four of the final eight must also be part of