"Hmph! I finally found you!"
An old man in an emerald-green robe hovered in midair with two green-robed men behind him, glaring at Lin He with unmistakable hostility.
"Dongmen Tu!"
The expressions of Lin He and the others changed. Then Dongmen Tu waved a hand, sending a streak of green light shooting out at an incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it reached Lin He.
Caught off guard, Lin He's face darkened, but he showed no sign of despair. Just then, a large, deathly pale hand reached out and seized the green light.
Nangong Wan had controlled the giant Corpse Puppet to block the strike. That eerie green light was actually an Ox-Hair Needle. Needle-type magic treasures were fast and easily concealed, making them ideal for sneak attacks. Without the Corpse Puppet's intervention, Lin He could never have blocked that blow.
"An early Nascent Soul Corpse Puppet?"
Dongmen Tu was greatly surprised. He snorted and was about to act again when Wen Min flew over.
"Fellow Daoist Dongmen, what skill is there in bullying a Foundation Establishment junior? Let me be your opponent."
"You think I'm afraid of you?"
Dongmen Tu was naturally unafraid, and he soon began fighting Wen Min.
The two green-robed men headed toward Lin He and the others. Fortunately, Nangong Wan's giant Corpse Puppet was there. A large, deathly pale hand blocked two enormous green hands, and they too were soon locked in combat.
"Get moving!"
Wen Min's somewhat anxious voice rang out from high above. Apparently, she had noticed something amiss.
Lin He and the others dared not delay. They were just about to step onto the Ancient Teleportation Array when a Black Alms Bowl flew out. It emitted a dazzling black light that enveloped the entire Teleportation Formation, leaving them trapped outside.