Lu Chen rushed to the edge of the rock and, without hesitation, leaped straight down toward the rolling crimson lava and Dragon Baleful Earthfire below!
"Has he gone mad?!" someone cried out.
Yet in the next instant, Lu Chen's falling body abruptly twisted in midair. Stepping on empty space as if walking through the air, he skimmed perilously close to the edge of a gushing crimson pillar of fire and descended toward a narrow protruding platform below, one relatively stable and connected to the mountainside cliff.
"Wind God Wings! He used that damaged wind-element artifact!" Yun Yichen's sharp gaze saw through the trick.
Lu Chen had activated the damaged Wind God Wings, nourished by the Life Creation Spring and restored to even greater speed!
Though they could not sustain flight for long, they were more than enough for short-range midair turns and gliding!
The move was wholly unexpected. By cleverly taking advantage of the complex terrain created by the Dragon Baleful Earthfire eruptions, he instantly escaped the chaotic battle above and Luo Jinghong's lock-on!
Luo Jinghong's face turned ashen. He prided himself on his peerless swordsmanship and tremendous speed, but even he did not dare take a risk like Lu Chen's and charge directly into the dangerous area of the Dragon Baleful Earthfire eruption. Besides, the platform was on the verge of complete collapse.
"We're leaving!" Luo Jinghong gave one deep look in the direction where Lu Chen had fallen. No longer hesitating, he led the Mystic Heaven Sword Sect disciples away in streaks of sword light, racing upward along the stone steps that had not yet been completely destroyed.
The opportunity atop the mountain was clearly more important than hunting down the wounded Lu Chen.
Yun Yichen, the sinister cultivator holding a banner, the short, plump elder wielding a