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"": "Luo Bin was now combining the Yin-Yang Arts and Mind Arts with ever greater finesse.
To stop the Black Miao Corpse-Liberation Immortal, he had Gu Arts.
If he could not stop him, he would need to bring Luo Xianshen and Mao Yousan here.
If neither of those problems arose and all he encountered was danger, that was the third scenario.
Someone would show up.
If it was not Yuan Tianshu, it would have to be the Tomb Guardian!
The reason was simple: neither man would disregard whether he lived or died.
Although the Purple Miao had gone to find the Tomb Guardian, the facts were right before his eyes.
The Tomb Guardian must have witnessed what had happened to the Purple Miao Corpse-Liberation Immortal. If he wanted to appear, did he really need someone to fetch him?
If someone had to fetch him, the outcome was already set.
As for Yuan Tianshu, he would not allow anything to happen to Luo Bin either.
He was fundamentally different from Yuan Yinxin.
The Sacred Way Mountain Seal could not be broken.
Luo Bin's death would push matters toward a more complicated impasse-one that might even be impossible to resolve.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" Fourth Master Gray kept squeaking, meaning they were done for. They would need a pair of wings to get away now.
The swarms of Gu Worms were drawing closer and closer.
Luo Bin scanned his surroundings. His body remained stiff, and his expression began to darken.
At that lightning-fast moment, a voice suddenly rang out!
"Mountain Trigram, Heaven! Step across!"
The voice was muffled, hollow, and steeped in death energy.
Luo Bin hesitated for an instant.
He did so deliberately.
"Quick!"
The voice came again, unmistakably urging him on!
Luo Bin bent his knees, lowered