"Wait, did we kill them too quickly?"
After seeing the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse die in midair, Tang Luo watched as their legions turned to ash and vanished with them. Then a problem suddenly occurred to him.
With the mission completed just like that, they would probably be sent back immediately.
That itself was fine, but Bajie was in the middle of forging an artifact. Being interrupted so suddenly would likely have quite an impact.
Tang Luo reacted swiftly. He took out Heavenly Crystal Flowing Frost and tossed it back in front of the stunned Qing Lang, while collecting every piece of equipment scattered across the ground.
Then, drawing a deep breath into his dantian, he shouted, "Stay!"
He refused to believe that, after so many missions where he had immediately returned as cannon fodder, this time he would still be tossed straight back into the real world.
"Stay?"
"What does that mean?"
"Are there more enemies?"
The cultivators, still reeling from shock, heard Tang Luo's thunderous shout and warily looked around. Could there really be survivors?
The scene fell silent. The atmosphere grew heavy, like a powder keg on the verge of exploding.
"Hm?" Half a minute passed, and Tang Luo remained in the same pose.
He had not been sent back to the real world. It seemed that being cannon fodder so many times had finally paid off.
Actually, it had not. The mission simply had not been completed this time.
Tang Luo's shout of "Stay" had been completely pointless. Even if he had said nothing, he would not have returned.
"The mission still isn't complete? What's going on?" Tang Luo found it strange.
Recently, he had often encountered enemies who fled very quickly. If he was not careful, they could get away.
Fortune Venerable, for instance—he