Had the corpse qi of the earth veins not continuously healed the refined corpses' injuries, they would probably have died on the spot long ago.
Moreover, Elder Shangshan divided his attention, bringing a Gold-Armored Corpse within the range of his attacks as well, greatly easing the pressure on the other Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Qing Chen's gaze swept over them one by one before finally settling on Lin Shiyin, and he sneered inwardly:
Bringing Xu Jiuling was one thing, but they just had to bring two burdens along, and a female cultivator of mediocre strength besides. If it were me, why would I drag my feet through all this mud and water?
He inwardly mocked the two for their stupidity. In their place, he would certainly have acted alone to ensure nothing could go wrong.
As for those two Deputy Hall Masters at the peak of the Foundation Establishment middle stage, in his eyes, they were nothing but burdens, dead weight.
While he was pondering this, the Jade Slip in his robes suddenly vibrated, interrupting his thoughts.
Qing Chen's expression brightened. Knowing the time had come, he hurriedly directed the Giant Wolf Cavalry into the Mara Banner.
Before leaving, he glanced once more at those locked in a bitter struggle, a mocking smile curling his lips. "So indecisive, dragging their feet through mud and water. I'm afraid they won't get their hands on any treasure in the end."
With that, his figure flickered, and he sped toward Eastern Azure Dragon Peak, following the marker's guidance.
The mountain wind whipped fiercely, stirring up the ghostly mist that had shrouded Azure Dragon Peak for a thousand years.
Qing Chen's toes tapped lightly against ancient pine branches and mountain rocks. His blue robes fluttered as he leaped across chasms dozens of zhang deep.
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