"I—cough, cough!"
"Shen Congyun, how come your Shrink Ground into Inches technique is different from the one I've seen before? Weren't we supposed to emerge straight up from underground? How did we get stuck halfway in the earth?"
Ren Qianxing and Zhengwu crawled out of the dirt, spitting yellow soil and clutching their throats as they wailed.
They were covered in dirt from head to toe, with even a few blades of grass stuck to their heads. They looked utterly bedraggled.
The moment Master Chan Hui struck, Ren Qianxing had used Shrink Ground into Inches to save the two of them. That was the only reason they had escaped disaster.
They were now a mile or two from Cloud Mist Mountain. Ren Qianxing stood nearby, calmly brushing dirt off himself as he said, "Don't sweat the details."
"That person definitely wasn't Master Chan Hui. The Master Chan Hui I met before wasn't like that." The monk Zhengwu spat out a mouthful of dirt-flecked saliva and stared warily toward Cloud Mist Temple in the distance. "An Evil Spirit must have taken over Master Chan Hui's body."
"This isn't something we should be worrying about anymore. Good thing we brought the Silver Tiger Demon Subduing Captain ahead of time. If the few of us had gone to investigate Cloud Mist Temple on our own, I'm afraid Master Chan Hui could've slapped us all to death with a single swipe." Ren Qianxing sighed.
Only then did he notice that after he and Zhengwu had crawled out of the pit, no one else had emerged.
Ren Qianxing hurriedly asked, "Huh? Where's Senior Sister Xia? Shen Congyun, you didn't save Senior Sister Xia too?"
Shen Congyun immediately replied in exasperation, "I only have two hands. How many people do you expect me to save?"
"Quick,