If You Can't Figure It Out, Don't Think About It

After killing the Hidden Clan expert, the four figures' radiance swiftly dimmed.

In the blink of an eye, they vanished without a trace.

Chu Sheng suddenly shuddered and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Supporting four peak Creation Realm beings at once had nearly wrung every last drop of Dao essence from his body.

His already grave injuries instantly went from bad to worse.

But he had no choice.

If he had summoned only one peak Creation Realm being, setting aside whether it could defeat this Hidden Clan member—

once the two became locked in battle and destroyed this cave dwelling, that would have been truly troublesome.

Therefore, he could only kill with a single blow, leaving the other party no chance to strike back.

Only now did everyone belatedly come to their senses.

Song Ziling, who was closest, turned deathly pale and immediately rushed to Chu Sheng's side.

"Senior! Senior, how are you!?"

"I won't die for now."

After saying that, Chu Sheng laboriously turned his head to look at Sun Lianyun.

"Cough, cough, cough... cough your mother!"

Sun Lianyun rubbed his chest, his face full of the relief of surviving a calamity. He chuckled slyly twice.

"I was only afraid Fellow Daoist had fallen asleep..."

Meanwhile, the Hidden Clan man deep within the cave dwelling had long since been scared out of his wits.

When he saw everyone's gazes shoot toward him in unison, he staggered backward again and again in panic, shrieking in a trembling voice.

"You promised me! You promised you wouldn't kill me! You can't go back on your word!"

But the moment his words fell, a figure abruptly appeared behind him.

Bone-deep hatred churned in Yan Qiong's beautiful eyes. The humiliation and terror she had suffered earlier erupted completely at this moment.

Without a