After giving Yi Jue her instructions, Feng Jun sank downward and landed directly on the outskirts of the lava.
Though this place was still more than a thousand li from where the lava had erupted, the heat remained overwhelming. Even Feng Jun had to circulate spiritual energy to resist it.
He could not help but complain through Divine Thought, "Seriously, what kind of damned places did you choose? This time, we're facing so many cultivators head-on."
"I'd also like to know exactly what went wrong," the Yin Soul Big Shot replied, even more frustrated than he was. "I set up so many hidden treasure sites so I could recover quickly if anything happened to me... Why would I ever want them exposed?"
Feng Jun smacked his lips and took out a cigarette, lighting it—it would have nearly ignited on its own anyway. "Then hurry up and look. If this drags on, I'm worried True Venerable Sancai might not be able to hold things down."
Wei Sancai gave him a surprised glance from the sky. Clearly, he had sensed his own name.
Feng Jun felt rather helpless. He smiled at him, then nodded.
Wei Sancai ignored him, but Yi Jue descended as well and released her Divine Thought. "Had I known things would turn out like this, I should have taken those two down from the start. Establishing some deterrence would have made this much easier."
So you finally realized it, Feng Jun thought speechlessly. Still, he knew that for a proud Kun cultivator like Yi Jue to say such a thing was already quite rare.
So he smiled again and shook his head. "It doesn't really matter. With so many cultivators here, two Nascent Souls would only deter them for a while. Even with that Jinse Lineage fellow added in,