Having made up his mind, Song Wen did not hesitate in the slightest.
As a wisp of spiritual power entered the talisman in his hand, it immediately shattered, erupting with silver light that enveloped Song Wen's entire body.
This scene was immediately noticed by the other twelve Mahayana cultivators nearby.
"Minor Teleportation Talisman!" Xuan Gu, who stood closest to Song Wen, cried out in shock and suspicion.
With Song Wen gone, the thousand-zhang monster that had been fighting him lost its target. It immediately turned on Xuan Gu, raising a giant fist the size of Xiao Shan and charging toward him.
Xuan Gu ground his teeth in hatred.
"Yang Yu, I, Xuan Gu, will remember this grudge."
Roaring in fury, Xuan Gu retreated rapidly, corpse qi billowing from his body.
He could still handle one thousand-zhang monster. But if two such monsters besieged him, a moment's carelessness could cost him his life.
"I said long ago that I should not have joined forces with people like you, especially you so-called righteous cultivators. At the first sign of trouble, you scatter like birds and beasts!"
Xuan Gu continued venting his resentment, taking the opportunity to bear a grudge against every righteous cultivator present.
As for why he had decided Song Wen was a righteous cultivator, it was naturally because of the lightning arts Song Wen had used.
"Xuan Gu, calm your heart and temper your qi. Do not lose your composure." Xuan Li's chilly voice rang out.
Hearing her, Xuan Gu turned to look at Xuan Li.
In her hand, he saw the corner of a silver talisman peeking out.
He suddenly seemed to awaken from a dream.
Since "Yang Yu" could use a Minor Teleportation Talisman to escape these eighth-rank demonic beasts, why could he and Xuan Li not do