"Old Ghost Duanmu was truly cunning. He even called over people from the Tianxing Kingdom and the Cheng Family." Xian Wutong seemed to be muttering to herself.
Her words made the thirty-odd people who had fled with them all turn pale.
However.
Qin Shaofeng felt differently.
She was clearly explaining the origins of the other two groups to him.
Two Half-step Eternals, two Sages.
Looking at Xiao Bai sprawled on his shoulder, sleeping soundly, his expression darkened like still water.
Duanmu Quan had acted far too quickly.
It would have been one thing if he had simply caught up in such a short time, but he had even managed to gather so many helpers.
Yet Xiao Bai had just absorbed immense medicinal power and had already fallen completely asleep.
If battle broke out, he would have to face four powerful experts alone.
He was not afraid.
But could Xian Wutong and the others really be protected?
What should he do?
Was he supposed to simply abandon them?
Or... call Yan Su out?
No!
The thought had only just surfaced before he dismissed it himself.
There were simply too many people here, and he did not know whether anyone was hidden in the shadows. If even one person escaped, Yan Su could easily be exposed.
Even if everyone here died, the aura of the Eternal Realm would be impossible to conceal.
As long as someone investigated, they would be able to trace it back to them.
That was not something he wished to see.
After thinking it through.
He sent Xian Wutong a voice transmission. "Peak Master, there are too many of us. Pick out those you can trust completely, and I'll take you into my cave abode."
Xian Wutong also knew that in their current state, not only could they