"How did these beams suddenly go out of control... Thanks for earlier."
Liao Qiushan gave Mu Fan a grateful look. If he had not been forcibly pulled away, that Red Beam would have swept over him... and he would undoubtedly have died.
He had seen someone burned alive into ashes!
Mu Fan shook his head to show it was nothing. He stood where he was, his gaze fixed ahead as he tried to discern some pattern in those moving beams.
Yet all he saw were those chaotically moving beams, tracing crisscrossing paths.
A Red Beam met a yellow beam and actually fused into a blue beam.
Meanwhile, a green beam randomly appeared elsewhere on the hillside.
Wait, this seemed to be the pattern!
"Those beams can fuse," Mu Fan said, but Liao Qiushan quickly shook his head and cut him off.
"The fusion of those beams has no pattern. I saw three different results from the same two types of beams. Whether the ruins have gone out of control or not, we must be careful from here on."
After saying that, Liao Qiushan stretched his body, lifted the blood-grooved military saber, and took two steps forward. "Brother Mu Fan, shall we travel together? If we find any treasure, you can take it first."
Liao Qiushan's eyes were filled with sincerity as he spoke. He had not entered for treasure in the first place; he carried another important mission, and half of that mission had now been completed—the information Mu Fan had mentioned.
Besides, Mu Fan had saved his life.
"I'm going to find my friends. Let's part ways here."
"All right. Be careful."
Neither of them was one to hesitate. Since Mu Fan had other plans, Liao Qiushan did not try to persuade him further.
Mu Fan gave a grunt.