Just then.
Whoosh! The Immortal-Thief Outsider Race appeared again and shouted, "Stop killing them! Run! That thing is coming!"
The sight of the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race made Ye Han's blood boil, and he was about to curse him out...
Suddenly!
Rumble!!! An earth-shaking tremor erupted. Ye Han's expression changed, and he asked, "Teacher! Is that the Hell Messenger?"
Teacher Lan Qing's expression also grew grave. "That's right! It must be that fellow!" he said heavily.
Then Teacher Lan Qing snapped at the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race, "If you're deliberately making trouble, our cooperation ends here! The next time we meet, it'll be a fight to the death!"
Indeed, Teacher Lan Qing was furious too. Not only had the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race led them into this dangerous gathering place of Demon Spirits, he had hidden himself away to watch the show. All their earlier talk of cooperation had amounted to nothing but hot air. If Teacher Lan Qing had not been so weak at the moment, he would probably have attacked already.
Hearing this, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race immediately explained, "Fellow Daoists, you're truly wronging me! It's not that I don't want to help you. I really am no good at spell combat or killing enemies!"
He paused, then continued, "I'm on somewhat friendly terms with that Hell Messenger. I'll tell him to stop chasing us!"
With that, the Immortal-Thief Outsider Race transformed into a streak of misty gray light and vanished.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!!!!
Earth-shaking booms and tremors rang out one after another, as though the entire Tower of Hell were shaking. The Demon Spirits swiftly fled and hid as well...
Ye Han breathed a sigh of relief. He took out a bottle of Five-Turn Spiritual Qi Pills and poured more than a dozen into his mouth at once, rapidly circulating