Chen Lin keenly caught that flicker of emotion. But he did not press further, merely cupping his hands slightly.
"Thank you, Commander."
"The Jade Slip is the core of the Manor. Take care of yourself." Ning Yao flashed into a streak of silver sword light and vanished on the spot.
Chen Lin gripped the Jade Slip and poured his true essence into it.
Hum. A pale golden barrier rose from underground, enclosing the entire Manor beneath a dome. The instant it sealed shut, all outside probing and noise were cut off.
Chen Lin turned to look at the others behind him.
Yun Sheng gripped the Frost Congealment Sword, her knuckles white. Song Qiuya, Qin Chuxia, Li Xiaoyue, and the others wore grave expressions. The two cat-eared girls, Clear Wind and Bright Moon, huddled close together.
The sight of Quasi-Saints fighting had been overwhelmingly oppressive.
"Did you all see what happened today?" Chen Lin's voice was low and cold. "With our pathetic strength, we wouldn't even make a splash on this battlefield. If you don't want to die, train like your lives depend on it."
Chen Lin raised a hand and touched the space between his brows.
Cangyuan Hall landed in a streak of azure light and unfolded with a thunderous boom.
"Inside." Chen Lin was the first to step through its doors.
Inside the hall lay White Jade Square. The artifact spirit, Cangyuan, floated in midair, her expression unusually serious. She had felt the thunder punishment and the Quasi-Saints' oppressive might with perfect clarity from within his sea of consciousness. If Chen Lin died, she would never survive as a damaged Innate Spirit Treasure.
"Maximum time acceleration. Activate the Mystic Immortal formation's draw at full power," Chen Lin ordered immediately.
Cangyuan formed seals with both hands. The entire White Jade