What a joke-the Demonic Energy was visibly rising higher and higher!
And the remedial measures were doing no good at all!
Why wait around instead of running?
Whoosh...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The others all took flight behind He Pingsheng.
But without exception, none could match his speed.
In particular, He Pingsheng had a third-grade, supreme-grade flying Immortal Talisman on him, which gave his speed the greatest boost.
"Fellow Daoist He... wait for me..." Ji Wuxin's voice rang out. "There's no point running so fast!"
"When you reach the exit, you won't be able to get out either!"
At first hearing, there was nothing wrong with that.
After all, getting out required at least five Golden Immortals to open the exit, and the Golden Immortals had no idea what had happened inside, so Ji Wuxin had to send word out with an Immortal Talisman.
But in reality, running faster naturally had its benefits.
If something ominous burst out from underground behind them, wouldn't the first person it killed surely be whoever lagged farthest behind?
I don't need to outrun that ominous thing. I only need to outrun you!
So He Pingsheng ignored Ji Wuxin entirely and continued flying at full speed.
"Senior Brother He... save me..."
"Please save me..."
At that critical moment, Wen Buwan's voice reached him.
The corner of He Pingsheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he swept his Divine Sense behind him.
Wen Buwan was the slowest, bringing up the rear.
The trouble was that this woman had very poor mental fortitude and fell apart whenever something happened. Now that she had fallen to the very back, she would probably grow slower and slower if this continued.
After all, she was a companion from his own camp!
After a moment's thought, He Pingsheng made a wide turn through the