This step would take at least the time of a blink.
But the Ghost Corpse had already arrived behind them.
Judging by the combat strength the Ghost Corpse had just displayed, even if Ran Zun rushed up and risked his life to hold it back, he absolutely could not buy them enough time to escape inside.
"How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Old Ghost Chen Xing was growing increasingly agitated.
If circumstances had allowed it, he would probably have thrown back his head and roared at the sky.
"Sect Master Chen Xing, send my young master inside. This old man will help you make one final stand!" Ran Zun's voice suddenly rang out.
Facing the terrifying Ghost Corpse, Ran Zun abruptly stopped.
With a swift turn of his hands, he seized the Myriad Stars Chessboard.
There was not much sorrow before death in Ran Zun's eyes. The power of his blood and qi surged madly through him, causing chess pieces of varying colors to emerge one after another.
"The Myriad Stars Chessboard?"
The pursuing Ghost Corpse suddenly halted.
A strange glint flickered in its eyes several times, and its body actually paused at the sight of the Myriad Stars Chessboard.
The sight immediately brought a trace of astonishment to Qin Shaofeng's eyes.
Yet he did not dare dwell on the reason and hurriedly shouted, "Throw away the chessboard and go!"
The moment his shout reached Ran Zun, Ran Zun took advantage of the Ghost Corpse not yet approaching and fiercely slapped the chessboard several times.
Some mechanism within the chessboard seemed to have been triggered, and it began to gleam with interwoven black-and-white light.
The light undulated as though it might self-destruct at any moment.
"Myriad Stars Seal! Don't even think about succeeding!"
A vicious glint appeared in