Speed was not Chen Changming's strong suit, especially when facing a Spirit Transformation cultivator, but Little Wolf was faster than him.
Chen Changming still lagged behind the white-robed old man, but Little Wolf had boundless stamina. Given enough time, it would always catch up to the already wounded old man.
The Alchemy Hall was not far from the abyss.
Thus, Xue Wenzheng, controlled by the Glazed Saint Ancestor, soon appeared before the Bronze Giant Gate.
"Master?"
The moment they saw their master shrouded from head to toe in Demonic Qi, the Four Spirit Generals and the white-robed boys were dumbstruck with terror.
"Xue Wenzheng" did not answer. He formed hand seals repeatedly at the Bronze Giant Gate.
A crack opened in the Bronze Giant Gate, and Xue Wenzheng immediately teleported inside.
Just as the Four Spirit Generals were about to enter, a flash of white light streaked past them. Chen Changming, riding the white Little Wolf, entered ahead of them.
The Four Spirit Generals hesitated, watching helplessly as the Bronze Giant Gate closed.
Azure Dragon sighed and said bitterly, "We'd better not go in. With our level of strength, we'd only be cannon fodder in this struggle."
"Yes."
Vermilion Bird nodded.
White Tiger stared at the Bronze Giant Gate and said in a deep voice, "Master was covered in Demonic Qi. When did he fall into demonic corruption?"
Azure Dragon frowned, musing, "I don't know. Master felt utterly unfamiliar just now, as though he had become someone else..."
Black Tortoise touched the Bronze Giant Gate, looking thoughtful. "The world beyond this gate is even more terrifying. Perhaps Master lured Chen Changming and that white Little Wolf inside so he could borrow strength to strike strength?"
Vermilion Bird pressed his palms together. "I hope Master returns safe and sound."
"Let's wait