Liuying also gave a light laugh, then her expression turned solemn. "All right. Next, I must prepare a spell to escape from this Haolei Tower. It will take some time, so I ask Fellow Daoist Ning to stand guard for me."
Liuying immediately sat cross-legged in midair and began forming intricate hand seals with both hands. Red light suddenly surged around her, and a long string of crimson runes began to circulate.
Ning Fa glanced at her, then looked toward the Five Flames Lamp in the air. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl into another faint smile.
One hour later.
Ning Fa joyfully played with an ancient lamp suffused with crimson in his hand. This was the fully restored Five Flames Lamp. A terrifying spiritual pressure faintly emanated from it, making one's heart tremble.
By then, Liuying's figure had become somewhat illusory. She said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Ning, it is time for us to leave."
Ning Fa nodded. A crimson beam immediately enveloped the two of them. When the light faded, they had vanished without a trace.
Not long afterward, light flashed in this place, revealing Yan Jingchen's figure.
He slowly surveyed the area, remembrance appearing in his eyes. Then he slowly walked into that wooden hut.
Looking at the empty room, he furrowed his brows deeply.
After a long while, crimson light flashed around his body, and he vanished once more.
At the same time, a fierce battle was still raging in the second-floor space of Haolei Tower.
Although True Lord Tian Xu had previously detonated two of his own spirit treasures, their main power had been concentrated on the Mountain Lord of Lei Prison Mountain.
Moreover, the other Nascent Soul Cultivators were all powerful figures. Thus, although they had all suffered severe injuries, no