Fear Came from an Insufficient Force in the Sea of Consciousness

The Artifact Spirit's huffy appearance couldn't help but make the old Daoist pause.

He was utterly astonished. Hanyu didn't seem that short-tempered!

"Master!"

Only then did Muzi Li speak, his face full of helplessness.

Good grief, there were two living people and one spirit here, yet his master's first glance had gone to the spirit, leaving his own disciple out of the picture.

The old Daoist only now turned to look at his two disciples. His already astonished expression grew even more astonished.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hurry up and leave! If Di Liuxin finds you, none of you will get away."

The old Daoist urged them on frantically. When he saw that neither of them budged, his expression grew even more anxious.

The Artifact Spirit rolled its eyes and said irritably, "You should worry about yourself first! You're a grown man, and you still managed to get yourself imprisoned."

It clearly still held a grudge over what the old Daoist had said moments ago, and its tone was full of mockery.

Muzi Li looked like he had a headache. Hanyu was at least dependable. How could this guy, despite wearing the very same face, be so unreliable?

They were right in the middle of enemy territory, and he was still picking a fight.

He hurriedly cut in. "We'll explain later. We came to rescue you."

The old Daoist shook his head with a sigh. "You can't rescue me. These pillars..."

He had meant to say that power had been infused into the stone pillars, making them difficult to destroy. If they used brute force, it would cause an enormous commotion.

Under the circumstances, getting him out would be nearly impossible.

They'd be better off retracing their steps and retreating before anyone noticed them.

But he didn't get to