Though Wang Chan of the Ghost Spirit Sect seemed cowardly, afraid of enemies and death, one couldn't deny that he'd had a certain degree of foresight.
See?
While Jin Xiaoli and the old devil Yunlu were fighting so fiercely that heaven and earth seemed to darken, a certain Flame Immortal finally couldn't take it anymore. She slapped a certain bear on the head, climbed onto its back, and boldly set off toward the Devil Dao Six Sects' camp, which was still protected by a grand formation.
That's right!
The two of them had been fighting for the better part of half a day without a winner, and Annie was starting to get impatient.
"..."
(ー`′ー)
"Come on, Tibbers!"
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"Let's go in and find them first!"
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Annie the Immortal had come to take the useless Mo Caihuan, Xiao Cuier, and the others back with her. She hadn't come to fight anyone. She just wanted to accomplish her goal quickly; she didn't have the patience to wait for those two idiots up above to finish fighting before negotiating!
"!"
"What's she—what's he planning to do?"
"Look!"
"She's coming this way!"
"Fellow Daoist Hongfen, what should we do? Why don't you go out and stop her?"
"!"
"Why don't you go yourself?"
"I..."
"..."
"What do we do?"
"There aren't any Nascent Soul cultivators in the camp, and Sect Master Wang of the Ghost Spirit Sect isn't here either!"
When the disciples of the Devil Dao Six Sects saw the Flame Immortal walk toward them and their camp before the battle above had ended, they naturally cried out in alarm and fell into a panic.
"Enough!"
"Fellow Daoists, don't panic!"
"Though Ancestor Yunlu can't spare himself, we're at least in the middle and late stages of Core Formation. With more than