"Run!"
After a brief daze, more than a dozen True Immortals activated their immortal power and prepared to flee.
Though they did not know why the cage had opened, staying alive was what mattered now.
However, before they could even take flight, branch after branch pierced through their bodies, draining them into dried husks.
"Since those old bastards in your families do not want you, then stay here forever."
The Three-Colored Fairy had no intention of letting everyone go.
Corpse after corpse turned to ash and scattered away, until only one person remained.
Lan Shi'er held her treasured sword, doing her utmost to remain calm. Yet beneath the threat of death, her delicate body still trembled uncontrollably.
Although she possessed a Protective Magic Treasure, the formation here restricted it, preventing a god-level magic treasure from displaying its effects.
Am I going to die? I'm so unwilling... I haven't even avenged Mother yet...
Just as Lan Shi'er thought she too would turn to ash, a mass of golden liquid drifted out from the Three-Colored Fairy's origin and landed before her.
"Take it and get out!" The Three-Colored Fairy's voice brimmed with hatred and fury.
Lan Shi'er froze.
What did that mean? It was not going to kill her? Why?
The golden liquid before her contained god-level Creation Power. It was precisely the divine item she had come seeking, capable of reshaping one's talent!
Why would the Three-Colored Fairy not kill her, and even give her something so precious?
The next moment, Lan Shi'er suddenly realized something and shouted toward the barrier, "Smelly Uncle, how are you now?!"
There was no way the Three-Colored Fairy would do something so abnormal. Anyone who was not an idiot would know this had to be related to Jiang Ping An.
Most likely, Smelly Uncle had