Power Struggle

After putting on the cloak, Jiang Beiran immediately felt his spirit jolt. The spiritual pressure that had been recklessly crashing into him just moments ago suddenly restrained itself a great deal as well, no longer slamming into him all at once.

"Thank you, Granny."

Xu Meiying split her mouth in a smile and was just about to say something when a sharp gleam suddenly burst from her eyes. "Master Jiang, I'm afraid it will be somewhat dangerous next. You'd best withdraw to Immortal Gu's side first."

Though he did not know what danger Xu Meiying was talking about, Jiang Beiran's greatest virtue was that he listened to advice. So without another word, he directly retreated behind Gu Liangren.

"Master Jiang."

At that moment, Gu Liangren suddenly called out.

"What instructions does Immortal Gu have?"

"There may be a great commotion in a while. If the Formation Technique you laid down is not tight enough, I'm afraid it will draw those Mystic Saints here."

Understanding Gu Liangren's meaning, Jiang Beiran nodded and replied, "Don't worry. As long as I'm here, I won't let any movement from this place get out."

"As expected of Master Jiang. With those words from you, this poor Daoist can be at ease."

"Speaking of which, Immortal Gu, what do you know about..."

Boom!!

Just as Jiang Beiran was about to ask Gu Liangren about the Santu River, a violent explosive sound suddenly came from behind him.

No, to be precise, it was not an explosion, but the sound of something being torn open.

Turning his head to look, he saw that a crack had actually appeared out of thin air in midair. Da Hu, his entire body wrapped in all kinds of ghostly qi, was helping Daoist Zhan Yi lead out a group of souls whose