"Thud!..."
With that, Luo Hong burst into laughter, then shot straight toward the Immortal Boat amid the clouds overhead with a boom.
His movement was faster even than a Heaven Gazing Realm Sword Cultivator using Sword Flight at full speed.
"You bastard!"
Almost at the very moment Luo Hong left, Sect Master Zhao Qian's furious roar rang out, and a pillar of Sword Qi as massive as a mountain surged skyward, crashing heavily against Qingxuan's Mountain-Sealing Sword Formation.
"Bang!..."
Unfortunately, the Mountain-Sealing Sword Formation had already closed completely. The sword strike Sect Master Zhao Qian had held back for so long had ultimately missed its mark. Only the tremendous crash of Sword Qi striking the Mountain-Sealing Sword Formation remained, echoing between heaven and earth.
Seeing that Zhao Qian seemed about to give chase, Meng Qingqiu hurriedly caught hold of him and urged, "Sect Master! Don't act rashly!"
Meng Qingqiu knew very well that, for all Zhao Qian's seemingly slick and frivolous ways, he was actually the most protective of his own among all her fellow disciples.
Now that Taiping had been gravely wounded by Luo Hong's sneak attack, Zhao Qian would never let the matter rest.
Indeed, just as Meng Qingqiu had expected, even after she caught hold of him, the surging fluctuations of Qi and Blood around Zhao Qian did not subside in the slightest.
Seeing this, Meng Qingqiu, her hand clamped tightly around Zhao Qian's arm, immediately urged him loudly once more:
"Senior Brother! A gentleman can wait ten years to take his revenge!"
"Our most urgent task is to check Taiping's injuries!"
At Meng Qingqiu's reminder to examine Taiping's injuries, Zhao Qian immediately calmed down. Forcing down the raging flames of anger in his heart, he nodded repeatedly and said:
"Yes, let's check on Taiping first. His