But the one who understood those words most deeply had to be Crow Daoist.
Before that golden spear had even fully appeared, he had greased his soles and fled over a thousand miles in one go!
Now he was crouching behind a massive boulder, patting his chest as he watched the commotion ahead with lingering dread.
"Good heavens... this woman really does live up to the name 'Blood Rakshasa'!"
"Luckily, this old man's knack for escaping death lives up to its reputation too!"
Meanwhile, Chun Xiaobai, who had only made it halfway there, slammed on the brakes so hard he nearly twisted his ankle.
Why?
Because he discovered that the battlefield ahead had undergone something like a magic trick. How had that huge, teeming crowd vanished in the blink of an eye?
He rubbed his eyes hard, almost convinced his desperation to strike it rich had made him hallucinate.
Beside the Thunder Pit, Mu Qinglan remained suspended in the air without pressing her advantage.
She had long since seen through those old fellows' dispositions. They were nothing but fence-sitters who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
The Azure Cloud Sect Elders behind her all let out long sighs of relief.
"Your might is unrivaled, Sect Master! A single move was enough to cow those scoundrels!"
"Indeed! Had the Sect Master not acted decisively, our Azure Cloud Sect would have been hounded endlessly by those shameless villains today!"
Mu Qinglan ignored their flattery, however, her icy phoenix eyes fixed on a massive boulder twenty miles away.
She had discovered that one fool with no sense of self-preservation still dared to linger here.
Indeed, that fool was Chun Xiaobai.
His original plan had been to sneak over while both sides were fighting and focused on each other, then collect those freshly