The moment Wen Bo noticed Tang Luo and the others, his body trembled. He immediately ran down from the platform toward Tang Luo, shouting as he ran, "Holy Monk, I've turned over a new leaf! I've turned over a new leaf!"
A wet trail was left across his pants and robe.
"Stop." Tang Luo raised a hand to prevent the pants-wetting Wen Bo from approaching. "Go. Take everyone and get far away from here."
Wen Bo stopped in his tracks and nodded repeatedly. He no longer cared about treating all beings equally, instead gathering the crowd and fleeing at once.
As time passed, large numbers of slaves emerged from the mine entrances. From high above, it looked almost like ants pouring out of a nest.
There were too many slaves, and they could not all leave in a short time.
Tang Luo and the others were in no hurry. Bajie and Ao Yulie took the crystalline ore and studied it from every angle.
Ao Yulie opened his mouth and spat a tiny bolt of lightning onto a piece of crystalline ore.
Several scorched marks immediately appeared on its surface.
"It doesn't seem to have any ability to nullify divine powers or spells," Ao Yulie said.
"Mm." Bajie nodded.
He gripped the Nine-Toothed Rake near its front and smashed the crystalline ore before him.
The ore's toughness and hardness were nothing special. Any attack that exceeded its own strength and hardness could damage it, whether it was a spell or not.
That made Bajie think it was more likely that some hidden formation had weakened them.
But whether that was truly the case still needed to be verified.
As for Tang Luo, he sat in a chair, holding an irregular piece of crystalline ore only slightly larger than a marble. He