"This isn't the time to stake our lives!" Qin Tianqing raised his voice, his tone growing hoarse and urgent.
Qin Tianqing had his own keen judgment in all things. At critical moments, when it was time to leave, he never hesitated or lingered to fight.
Luo Bin not only knew this, but had witnessed it many times.
Recently, it had seemed that Qin Tianqing discussed many matters with Luo Bin before making decisions, but that was not really the case. Their judgments simply happened to align, and their decisions fell within Qin Tianqing's expectations, so no conflict had arisen.
Now, that conflict had arrived.
"If we don't stake our lives now, when will we? The people of Ancient Qiang City are already doomed to die. And all we've done is kill a bunch of Black Rakshasas? Kill a Chief Seat and his deputy?" Xu Lu's face grew savage!
"One Through the Eyes, behold the Ten Directions seated!"
"One Through the Eyes..."
The voices chanting the Incantation Art were not perfectly synchronized. Bai Lushu and the others had already begun inviting their Patriarchs to possess them.
They were not the only ones. Three Real Person Elders from Cloud Brocade Mountain's Celestial Master Abbey were doing the same, holding swords or other Ritual Artifacts in both hands. Their chants were quiet, their heads tilted slightly upward, gazing three feet above them. As the saying went, a deity watched from three feet overhead!
"Six of them are inviting their Patriarchs, and only four Sinpos have come. Who's looking down on whom? Who's afraid of whom?" Xu Lu's voice grew fiercer!
Yet at that very moment, Kong An began chanting.
"So! Ah! Yong! Sa! La! Du..."
Each syllable was heavily accented, with a rolling flick of the tongue. Though each was only a