Xiang Dao Xian, who should have vanished, was dragged back into view by that force.
The talisman's power was on Xiang Dao Xian, and when Xiang Dao Xian was dragged out, the same happened to Xiang Zongyan and the other two.
Xiang Zongyan and the other two still had Heavenly Blessing Talismans on them, but if they did not break those strange chains, then in the end, one of them—or even two or three—would be left here forever.
The strongest talent the four of them possessed was shared cultivation. Losing any one of them would have a tremendous impact on their cultivation speed.
Moreover, though all four of them were injured now, their wounds had not reached the point of affecting their ability to fight.
If they could have fled with dignity earlier, they would have done so. But if they had to run in panic and lose several lives in the process, Xiang Zongyan and the others would absolutely refuse.
"Friend, while neither side has yet formed a death feud, why don't we talk?"
Xiang Zongyan looked at Chen Fei and forced a faint smile onto his face.
"We are citizens of the Forgetfulness River Race. Let us pretend today's matter never happened and part ways here. What do you say?" Xiang Dao Xian said.
The Forgetfulness River Race—so long as one was a Tier 7 Race within the Ruin Realm, there was no one who did not know of them.
After all, there were only so many Ninth-Order races. You might never have seen them, but it was impossible not to have heard of these Ninth-Order Supreme races.
Xiang Dao Xian brought out the identity of the Forgetfulness River Race to tell Chen Fei that if he truly killed any one of them, he had to weigh carefully