This time was different from last time.
There were simply far too many dangers here now.
Setting everything else aside, just the experts Xi Wuqing and Ku Wuqing had brought with them were beyond their ability to handle.
This place was far too dangerous as well.
Therefore, their best response now was to reduce their own numbers as much as possible and find every possible way to make the others contribute.
Even if they truly encountered danger, the ones who died would not be their own people.
Ye Huang and Long Zhui obeyed his orders without the slightest hesitation. At his words, they were the first to head into the Ghost Manor.
As those with insufficient cultivation left one after another,
Qin Shaofeng glanced over the crowd once more before feeling slightly reassured.
The people Jue Wuqing had brought were simply too powerful.
Originally, when facing the dangers here, they had the Sage watching over them. With cultivation at the Venerable Realm, people like Ye Huang and Long Zhui indeed had the ability to protect themselves.
But before people like Jue Wuqing, that was no longer enough.
Li Naling, who was still inside the Drunken Moon Pagoda, immediately understood his intentions when she saw what he was doing. She controlled the Drunken Moon Pagoda and rapidly shrank it.
Until it was no bigger than a little finger.
Then, it hung from the ornament at his waist.
Eight-Eyed was briefly stunned, then noticed Qin Shaofeng's expression. It immediately transformed into its true form, rapidly shrinking into a crystalline centipede that crawled along Qin Shaofeng's arm and slipped into his sleeve.
Just like that, the originally bustling group was reduced to only Qin Shaofeng and two others.
Xi Wuqing and Ku Wuqing did not think much of what they were doing.
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