The Helpless Choice
Deep in the back mountains behind North Spirit Hall, Tianyan Sect.
Shang Chenzong led Fox Immortal and the others in flight to this place. When he saw that the people hot on their heels had actually stopped pursuing them, he couldn't help but freeze in bewilderment.
A young man from the Nine-Headed Snake Race looked at him in confusion. "Big brother, why aren't they chasing us anymore?"
Shang Chenzong gave a bitter smile. "Maybe they know we have nowhere left to run."
At his words, bitterness clouded Fox Immortal and the others' faces. They looked at the mountain wall behind them, with nowhere left to retreat, and couldn't help sighing.
Everything had gone smoothly after they entered North Spirit Hall. They had found a high-grade Cultivation Method and obtained one or two decent weapons to carry with them. They had even found a spirit treasure, though it was somewhat damaged.
But before they had time to celebrate, they were told they had been targeted, and their flight began.
Now there was nowhere left to flee. What were they supposed to do?
Wu Qianqian crouched on the ground, her arms streaked with blood. Time was short, and she hadn't had a chance to tend to her injuries. She sighed. "I wonder how big brother and the others are doing. Can they make it here in time to save us...?"
Shang Chenzong spoke in a low voice. "I think these people entered the same way we did, and were randomly sent to one of the four halls. Perhaps Brother Bi has run into their enemies too."
"Do we still have a chance to get out?" a young man asked, raising his head almost unconsciously.
He smiled bitterly. He held little hope, but couldn't bring himself to tell everyone the