"No."
Lin Fan pulled Daoist Weifeng over, then took out a small knife and cut his finger. He then used Daoist Weifeng's blood to draw a rune in midair.
It was an Ancient Rune, just barely recognizable as the character for "seal."
The rune landed on the entrance to the Ancient Tomb.
A layer of golden light rippled across it, temporarily suppressing the Millennium Evil Spirit's power to a certain degree.
"That hurts!"
Daoist Weifeng's eyes widened as he looked at the wound on his finger and instinctively cried out.
"It's just a little cut. Is that really necessary?"
Hearing such a loud cry, Lin Fan could not help glancing back at Daoist Weifeng. He truly could not understand how a cultivator like Daoist Weifeng could act so... strangely over a tiny cut.
[Ragdoll Cat: This Daoist Weifeng... I really don't know what to say about him.]
[Ninety Below Zero: Young Taoist Acolyte, hurry up and run! Stop standing there!]
[May Peace Bring Great Fortune: Master Lin already said it's dangerous here. Don't stay there any longer.]
[Boss Xiu: Just put the phone on a rock so we can more or less see what's happening up there.]
[Low-Grade Noob: It's better to take the phone along. Otherwise, if Master Lin spots the phone on the rock, it might distract him.]
The viewers in the livestream room buzzed with discussion.
"Junior brother, why haven't you left yet?"
Suddenly, Lin Fan noticed that the Young Taoist Acolyte had not gone down the mountain. He hurried over to him and took the phone. "Just watch this battle from a distance. Remember one thing: make sure you stay close to Feng Wu."
"Feng Wu can keep you and your senior martial uncle safe."
Lin Fan looked serious. He knew Feng Wu had hidden means,