"We'll settle the score with you later. For now, think carefully about whether there's any way to survive this!" The cat demon elder glared at the golden-browed man and said irritably.
Although the golden-browed man had already admitted his fault, the cat demon elder still bore a grudge over the Lingbo City cultivators' earlier actions.
"Fellow Daoist Xing Qiong, there is no need for such self-reproach. You were both misled by others this time and already dissatisfied with our Fangcun Mountain. The former is understandable; we can settle the latter later. For now, hurry and recover from your injuries. Since Fellow Daoist Yang Jian has come to our aid, perhaps there truly is a sliver of hope." Patriarch Bodhi glanced at the cat demon elder, cutting him off as he spoke slowly.
"Rest assured, Senior Bodhi. If those demons truly break in here, Xing will die before all of you." The golden-browed man said solemnly.
Just as they were speaking, the golden pillar of light before them suddenly began to tremble violently.
Everyone hurriedly looked up, only to see that a dense blood cloud had gathered over the Sky Pit at some unknown time, radiating a thick aura of blood.
The golden pillar of light standing before them was likewise surrounded by the blood cloud, its surface covered in blood-red marks as fine as hairs, spreading outward like a spiderweb.
"Patriarch..." Elder Wuchen called out.
"There is no use looking any further. Time is short. Quickly regulate your breathing and recover..." Patriarch Bodhi slowly closed his eyes and said calmly.
Hearing this, everyone understood what Patriarch Bodhi meant. A final life-and-death battle was perhaps already unavoidable.
Very soon, everyone on the platform fell silent, closing their eyes and sitting cross-legged as they seized the last remaining time to recover and