Face It Together
Boom! Under the probing attacks of Xiang Qingcheng and the other two, the dense fog restriction seemed like a furious giant beast, its billowing mist its fangs. The fog whipped and clawed at everything around them, suddenly surging outward for hundreds of miles. Apart from Xiang Qingcheng, Tan Qiuhua, and Qi Bin, Lu Xiaotian, Yang Shuo, and Liu Yushi, who had been protecting them from the sidelines, were also swept inside.
Wu Zhongli's brows lifted, but he only glanced at Wu Yanshan beside him. Wu Yanshan's expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened. He was remarkably composed. Wu Zhongli took a breath and pretended that nothing had happened, too.
He knew Wu Yanshan's reasoning made sense. After all, all three of them—Lu Xiaotian included—had reached the True Immortal stage. Even if the restriction before them was extraordinarily powerful, killing three True Immortals would surely make some noise. If it could truly erase Lu Xiaotian and the others without a trace, then even if the two of them barged in, their fate probably wouldn't be much better.
It was one thing to understand what was going on; actually doing what you knew was right was never so easy. He hadn't spent much time with Xiang Qingcheng, but every encounter had brought the vague impression he had of her into sharper focus.
By the time he realized what was happening, that impression had become crystal clear. Seeing her in danger, he worried for her safety, yet he couldn't let his third uncle Wu Yanshan be disappointed in his actions. Wu Zhongli felt his heart pulled in two directions, and with every passing moment, his anxiety grew.
"Looks like you've been doing all right since entering the Immortal Realm." Xiang Qingcheng turned around and looked at Lu Xiaotian, the