Within the deep, secluded spatial passage, the spatial barrier was as solid as iron. Su Mo and Qin Budai strode through it, both wearing grave expressions.
The spatial passage was exceedingly long. They had already walked over a hundred steps, yet still had not reached its end.
Shortly afterward, a bright radiance appeared ahead, signaling that they were about to leave the spatial passage.
"Senior, are you ready?" Su Mo stopped, drew a deep breath, and asked in a low voice. They were about to leave the spatial passage and face a moment that would decide life or death.
"Mhm!"
Qin Budai nodded solemnly. "Su Mo, you must escape. If possible, I will buy time for you!"
Qin Budai had already made up his mind. If he could not escape, he would do everything he could to help Su Mo get away.
Because as long as Su Mo escaped, he could be revived in the outside world.
"Alright!"
Su Mo nodded. Then, with a thought, ripples spread before him, and a woman appeared.
That woman was none other than Wu Xian.
Swish!
Su Mo spread his hand and instantly seized Wu Xian's fair neck.
Wu Xian swept her gaze over her surroundings. Upon discovering that she was in a spatial passage, she immediately sneered at Su Mo. "You are dead for sure!"
Her expression was calm, without the slightest trace of fear.
"You will die before I do," Su Mo said indifferently.
Qin Budai waved his arm, and ripples likewise spread beside him. Thirteen people instantly appeared.
All thirteen were Witch Tribe trialists Qin Budai had captured. Every one of them was seriously injured, lying in the passage like dead dogs.
Their cultivation had been sealed, leaving them unable to heal. Though they had been captured for a long time,