"However close we once were, now that we faced a life-or-death situation, every one of them rolled their eyes and refused to recognize me. If they hadn't feared the trump cards on me, they might very well have killed me and seized all my treasures."
Beneath a massive boulder, Apocalypse muttered to himself. He had misjudged them. Sure enough, one could not judge people by appearances alone.
Then Apocalypse took a Formation Disk from his robes. Its surface gave off multicolored light, the rays intertwining in exquisite beauty as they flowed and shifted.
Apocalypse carefully placed the Formation Disk on the ground, then rapidly formed hand seals with both hands.
"A single-use item... What a waste, but there's no helping it."
Looking at the Formation Disk before him, a trace of heartache flashed through Apocalypse's eyes. Then an unparalleled aura erupted from his body, and in the next instant, he vanished from where he stood.
The Formation Disk, meanwhile, burst forth with blazing radiance. Waves of spatial fluctuations spread through the surrounding area, ripples blooming through the air.
Once the light faded, the Formation Disk crashed heavily onto the ground. Not a trace of light remained on its surface. It looked like an utterly ordinary Formation Disk, battered and dilapidated.
Liu Bai had been right. The biological son of a Taiyi Mystic Immortal was not so simple. At the very least, he had something to save his life with.
"They've all surrounded the area. I've already sensed spatial fluctuations. Apocalypse should have left."
Ye Lin and Liu Bai stood in midair. Ye Lin frowned as he spoke.
"Fine, now tell me about your plan."
Holding a wine gourd, Liu Bai looked utterly at ease. At those words, Ye Lin stared at him with wide eyes.
"You don't have a plan?"