The five figures were none other than True Person Xuan Ci, Fairy Han Shuang, True Person Cloud Crane, True Person Sword Tide, and Prince Rui, who had entered the snowy mountain to seek treasures not long ago.
True Person Xuan Ci's white robes were covered in dust, his topknot disheveled. Gone was his air of a banished immortal. Fairy Han Shuang's jade hairpin sat askew, and her plain robes were torn in several places; she, too, had lost her former cool composure.
True Person Cloud Crane was deathly pale, clearly badly injured. True Person Sword Tide and Prince Rui were little better, the spiritual radiance around them dim and their treasure artifacts' glow dulled.
The five shot out from the mountain's interior, their escape lights frantic and disordered, fleeing for their lives like homeless dogs!
It was as though some world-shaking horror were pursuing them, and a moment's delay would consign them to eternal damnation!
Boom! 7
Another muffled crash thundered from within the snowy mountain, like the heartbeat of an ancient behemoth, making the entire mountain tremble.
"Scatter as soon as we leave the mountain! Stop bunching together-we make too big a target!"
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True Person Xuan Ci shouted, immediately forming a hand seal. A jade plate-like treasure appeared beneath his feet out of thin air, supporting him and bathing his body in brilliant jade light.
With a humming shudder, he merged with it and became the first to streak away through the air, covering several hundred zhang in the blink of an eye.
Fairy Han Shuang followed close behind. With a sweep of her sleeve, a cold, keen aura enveloped her. From afar, she seemed to have transformed into a glittering, pointed icicle.
She shot away with a piercing whistle, leaving fine ice crystals to form in the