He swung the Red Rod in his hand, scattering the cloud of mist lunging at him.
Baili Xuanyan pulled Jiang Wang along as he sprinted toward the remaining three people opposite them. They were not far apart, only twenty or thirty meters.
But Baili Xuanyan's action immediately provoked "Lin Chong" and "Zuo Qing" behind him.
The moment Xu Yan was smashed apart, the two of them had started chasing Baili Xuanyan and Jiang Wang.
Under normal circumstances, Baili Xuanyan and Jiang Wang would have reached the other three before their pursuers caught up.
The problem was that Baili Xuanyan had lost too much blood using the Bloodlight Talisman.
That last swing had already pushed him to his limit.
Now he could even feel his legs beginning to give out.
"Jiang Wang, I can't keep going. Your turn."
Baili Xuanyan held out the rod to Jiang Wang.
Still stunned, Jiang Wang did not let Baili Xuanyan's trust go to waste. He reached out, took the rod, then flung it away.
Baili Xuanyan stared blankly at Jiang Wang's hand, which was giving off mist where the rod had burned it. Something suddenly came back to him.
Jiang Wang had been verified by the fake Xu Yan.
Using a fake to verify another fake?
Bitterness filled Baili Xuanyan's heart.
He remembered what he had said to Lin Chong at the foot of the mountain.
Was Twin Ridge Mountain complicated?
It really wasn't.
But the ghosts on this mountain were fucking devious beyond belief!
Just as regret welled up in Baili Xuanyan and he threw everything he had into charging toward Lin Chong and the other two, he caught sight of where his Red Rod had landed out of the corner of his eye. Something seemed wrong.
He turned to look.
One glance was