How could Fu Yunbo dare let Fu Min fall into Qiu Mingwei's hands? With a sweep of his hand, he too sent out a force, intending to pull Fu Min back!
"What? Fu Yunbo... are you going to stop this old man?" Qiu Mingwei did not use much strength, only asking coldly.
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, Fu Min is a Fu Family disciple. No matter what, I cannot allow him to be abducted by another cultivator before my very eyes!" Fu Yunbo argued.
"Good, good, good!" Qiu Mingwei cried out three good's in succession, then threw back his head and laughed. All he lacked was an excuse to make a move. It would naturally be best if he could seize Fu Min, but even if he could not... what did it matter?
Qiu Mingwei waved his hand, and an unmatched force, like a giant hand, gripped Fu Min and dragged him toward Qiu Mingwei. At the same time, Qiu Mingwei released the pressure of a mid Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, pressing down on Fu Yunbo like mountains toppling and seas overturning! Fu Yunbo groaned inwardly, yet he did not dare slacken. As he activated his spiritual power, he likewise released his pressure.
With a rumble like muffled thunder, the two pressures collided, setting off waves of air. The radiance on the four walls and roof of Chaotian Pavilion flickered ceaselessly, and a huge portion of its restrictions was destroyed!
Even the restrictions of Chaotian Pavilion suffered like this—how could the many talisman masters and Fu Family Inner Courtyard disciples scattered throughout the pavilion endure it? They all toppled over in every direction, then fled outside Chaotian Pavilion in a frantic, piss-your-pants scramble!
Xiao Hua watched from the side with delight. Such a chaotic scene was precisely the perfect chance to flee!