In such a desolate wilderness, at a mountain temple, they had actually run into Yuan Jing Old Monster so casually.
By all logic, that should have been impossible.
Then there was only one explanation. Everyone's gaze focused on the golden meteor in midair, while their peripheral vision became even more fixed on Lin Xin, standing within the temple.
"Yuan Jing Old Monster was drawn here by this man!"
Mister Qing only felt as if all his previous calculations had suddenly gone to waste.
With his cultivation, he should originally have turned misfortune into fortune at every turn and found life amid certain death. Yet at this moment, even with the state of mind he had forged by surviving countless great calamities, his heart turned cold when faced with such a complete miscalculation.
Under Yuan Jing's shroud, unless Yuan Jing Old Monster was willing, no one would be able to escape easily.
Their lives and deaths rested upon another's single thought.
The two sisters behind him had likewise lost their previous relaxed expressions. The faint smiles that had lingered on their faces were now completely gone.
They had heard Mister Qing say before that Yuan Jing formed a domain of its own, independent of the world. It could not be detected by Innate Realm divination methods.
And now that they had encountered Yuan Jing head-on, the outcome naturally did not bode well. One look at Mister Qing's expression was enough to tell them that if they made the slightest misstep this time, they would all die here.
The two quietly squeezed each other's little hands, silently making up their minds. The gazes they cast at Mister Qing's back gradually became firm.
At the side, Ice Machine Old Ancestor was unwilling to accept this. He tried to take out Red Ridge Gate's