"Fellow Daoist Bai has a point. Besides, our sects share a thousand years of friendship. We ought to trust the Mist Hidden Sect." Su Shi'er cupped his fists and spoke calmly.
Though he was deeply dissatisfied with the Mist Hidden Sect's actions,
he was also swiftly weighing the gains and losses.
The Dark Evil Formation's influence was far-reaching. Unless it was broken, everything from finding the Heavenly Capital to pursuing other plans would be severely hampered.
As for handing over his Life-Bound Magical Treasure and placing himself at another's mercy,
Su Shi'er had already prepared himself for the possibility that he would never get it back. At worst, he would lose his Life-Bound Magical Treasure and suffer an injury.
Yet the proposed method of breaking the formation was only feasible in theory.
No one could predict what problems might arise in practice. And whoever wielded the sword to break the formation would have to face the evil formation directly and endure its pressure. Even if he wielded the sword himself, it would still be a dangerous undertaking.
Rather than do that, he might as well let them go break the formation without further fuss. If they succeeded, he would lose no more than a magical treasure and suffer some injuries. If he was harmed, his sect could hardly stand by and do nothing.
If they failed, or something unexpected happened along the way, it would be the Mist Hidden Sect's people who suffered.
As these thoughts turned through his mind, Su Shi'er actually felt much more at ease.
"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Su truly understands the greater good. Since you have agreed, then it is settled."
Bai Rufeng laughed heartily.
As he spoke, he turned to glance at Leng Buyi beside him.
Leng Buyi nodded slightly, then immediately summoned his energy