"Now's the time. Go, quickly!"
Luo Bozi's shout rang out from inside the warship.
The warship silently flew toward the heavens beyond, moving so swiftly that in the blink of an eye, it had already drawn near the warship that was relentlessly charging into Immortal Dao Mountain.
Just as the warship silently slipped through a gap beside Ting Shan Yu's warship and was about to leave the Immortal Dao Mountain battlefield, a cold snort rang out as though it had sounded directly in everyone's ears.
"People of Cloud Mist City, since you have chosen to meddle in this matter, do you think you can simply leave now? Isn't that a little too childish?" The voice exploded in everyone's minds.
Some of the weaker cultivators immediately clutched their heads and wailed.
It was simply too painful—they could not bear it any longer!
Even Zuo Qianhen could not withstand it. She threw herself into Qin Shaofeng's arms, letting out wave after wave of agonized cries.
Qin Shaofeng's expression, however, was exceptionally grim.
This sudden turn of events had left him utterly at a loss.
He admitted that his cultivation was quite formidable and that he possessed countless trump cards, but he still had no qualifications to involve himself in a matter of this scale.
Heaven bear witness.
This time, he had truly only wanted to use Zuo Leng's identity to avoid Cloud Mist City's pursuit and perhaps take the opportunity to rest and recover properly for a while.
But what the hell was this now?
No matter how depressed he felt, he knew full well that now was not the time to think about such things. What should he do now?
He could not keep hiding.
The only thing he could seemingly do now was rely on his current disguise, wait quietly