At that moment, the Firecloud Monster, who had originally been waiting with his eyes closed for death, suddenly opened them. "Little Friend Lu, the time has come for you to escape. However, having fallen into my current state, I cannot get out by my own strength. I'll need your assistance."
"Didn't you say we couldn't get out before?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked in confusion.
"This White Lotus Altar contains a recording stone. Your magic power and mine are all restricted, so we can't transmit messages secretly. How could I say it outright? Ye Qianxun's Primordial Spirit is extremely powerful, but the cultivation technique he practices has certain flaws. Aside from his true body, his consciousness cannot remain permanently even within the Lotus Avatar it has attached itself to. Naturally, it cannot attach itself to the White Lotus Altar either. We must move quickly. We need to leave the altar before he comes over," the Firecloud Monster said.
"Even if we can leave the altar, both Xiao Qiao and I cultivate the Misty Sword Art. There's no way we can escape Ye Qianxun's pursuit. Senior, you aren't planning to use Xiao Qiao and me to escape, only to leave on your own afterward, are you?" A flicker passed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes as he spoke. The Firecloud Monster's words made sense, but at this critical juncture between life and death, Lu Xiaotian didn't dare relax in the slightest. Let my fellow cultivator die, but not me. To save his life, their slight friendship from the past might no longer count for much.
"Of course not. How could I do something so shameless? To be frank, there was another secret behind the Star Palace's destruction back then, one that outsiders rarely knew of, besides the Star Palace Master's falling out with the Four