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 did he have the time to pay attention to him?
After calling for a while without receiving any response, green-robed Xiao Hua understood the danger of the moment as well. He shrugged, waved his hand, and retrieved a jade slip—the one left behind by the mysterious Du Shanjun. Placing it against his forehead, he watched as the jade slip instantly sank into his body. Then green-robed Xiao Hua sat cross-legged and began to study it. It seemed that his life-and-death journey through the Demon Refining Pot had given green-robed Xiao Hua much insight; at last, he had begun cultivating earnestly and of his own accord!
Green-robed Xiao Hua's enlightenment was naturally the enlightenment of the other Primordial Spirits as well. The other Primordial Spirits also began to feel a sense of impending 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 sighed over the verse, "The edge of a treasured sword emerged from grinding; the fragrance of plum blossoms arose from bitter cold," he also fled with all his might. If he could not escape this great formation, everything else was empty talk!
As Xiao Hua fled, he naturally kept watch on Kong Hongwu's movements. Unfortunately, the darkness was like night, and neither divine sense nor anything else could 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