Today was the first time Fang Xiao and Xue Lian had met, and it had been a chance encounter.
Fang Xiao truly could not imagine what Xue Lian might be plotting. Driving him away was not enough—he even wanted to keep him stalled here.
Thus, the first possibility was vanishingly unlikely.
"So there's a strong chance he's targeting me.
"He may have already contacted someone, and they could be on their way here."
At that thought, Fang Xiao's face darkened, and his entire expression looked as though he were constipated.
Earlier, he had been smug, thinking Xue Lian was too stupid to actually choose to confront him head-on in the void.
Yet who would have thought that the other party had merely laid a net here, while he himself had willingly leaped right into it?
Now they were already on their way to draw in the net, while he was still struggling desperately inside it.
For an instant, Fang Xiao felt as though he had become rather foolish.
Then he immediately shook his head, casting aside those chaotic thoughts.
"Now isn't the time to think about that. I need to find a way to shake off the Myriad Souls Banner as quickly as possible.
"Fortunately, I haven't pushed in too far. Retreating now shouldn't be too difficult."
With that thought, Fang Xiao no longer cared whether his guess was correct. He immediately ordered the two swords to turn around and retreat along the path they had come by as quickly as possible.
However, since Xue Lian intended to trap him here, he had naturally made preparations long ago.
When Fang Xiao turned to look behind him, his expression instantly sank.
The Myriad Souls Banner, which had originally been carried away, was actually being brought back by the four main souls.