As he spoke, green-robed Xiao Hua shouted, "Where are you, fellow Daoist? Where are you, fellow Daoist?"
Unfortunately, although Xiao Hua heard green-robed Xiao Hua's voice, he was wholly focused on fleeing. Where would he have had the time to pay him any heed?
After calling for a while without receiving any response, green-robed Xiao Hua understood the peril of the moment. He shrugged, waved his hand, and retrieved a jade slip—the one left behind by the mysterious Du Shanjun. Pressing it to his forehead, the jade slip instantly entered green-robed Xiao Hua's body. He then sat cross-legged and began to contemplate it. It seemed that his life-and-death journey through the Demon Refining Pot had given green-robed Xiao Hua many insights, and he had finally begun to cultivate earnestly and of his own accord!
Green-robed Xiao Hua's realizations were naturally also the realizations of the other Primordial Spirits. The other several Primordial Spirits also began to feel a sense of crisis and cultivated with all their strength.
Although Xiao Hua's mind had not entered the space, he had sensed green-robed Xiao Hua's thoughts. As he inwardly marveled at the verse, The edge of a treasured sword emerges from grinding; the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold, he also fled with all his might. If he could not escape this great formation, everything else was just empty talk!
As Xiao Hua fled, he naturally kept watch on Kong Hongwu's movements. Unfortunately, the darkness was like night, and divine sense and the like could not be used. Xiao Hua could not see where Kong Hongwu was! Aside from desperately using his naked eyes to distinguish the paths through the void, he could only desperately activate the Wind Escape Technique, hoping that he could reach the cave entrance before Kong Hongwu...