She is worthy of being the descendant of the guardian of God with awakened bloodline. Although Zhao Lingxian's strength is not as good as hers, she also has her own strengths. At least her tenacious vitality is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Although she knew that Zhao Lingxian was not dead and would inevitably cause trouble in the future, Mu Hanyan was helpless in the face of the mysterious man in silver robes.
Of course, now is not the time to worry about this. If they don’t leave, even if Zhao Lingxian stirs up trouble again, they will not have the chance to see it.
"Zirong, you guys go too!" Mu Hanyan knew that she couldn't delay any longer.
This divine beast hadn't even fully erupted yet, but its fury was already terrifying. How terrifying would it be once its wrath fully erupted? With her strength, she might still have a chance of escape, but Hua Yue Zirong and the others would undoubtedly die.
Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe nodded and turned around without hesitation. They were not indecisive people. They knew that the intelligence of this divine beast was damaged and it had fallen into a rage. There was no possibility of taming it. It was meaningless for them to stay. It would only hinder Mu Hanyan and would restrict their escape.
However, just after the two of them had run a few steps, they suddenly realized that Mu Hanyan had not moved.
"Young Master, aren't you leaving?" The two men paused for a moment and shouted in shock and anxiety.
"I'll wait a little longer." Mu Hanyan looked at the lava spring and said calmly.
Jiang Zi and the others suddenly realized that they had been so focused on dealing with the undead sword slaves and the skeletons that appeared later that they had forgotten that Ye Lanxun was still in the spatial rift. It wasn't their fault; Ye Lanxun was too powerful, and in their minds, he was practically invincible. They had become accustomed to trusting him unconditionally, sometimes even more than they trusted Mu Hanyan. How could they worry about him?
Only then did they remember that Ye Lanxuan was a human, not a god, and he would also encounter danger, but this kind of danger was too far away for them.
Although they did not agree with Mu Hanyan's "homosexuality" which was not uncommon in wealthy families and was even considered a good thing thousands of years ago, they were still deeply moved when they saw that Mu Hanyan did not abandon them at such a critical moment and refused to escape alone.
"Oh, how great it would be if the young master was a woman. A talented man and a beautiful woman are simply a match made in heaven." Looking at Mu Hanyan's face, which was much more delicate and handsome than that of ordinary men, they couldn't help but sigh inwardly and feel regretful.
Although they knew they shouldn't think about this at a time like this, they still couldn't help but think so. There was no way. The "illicit love" between Gongzi and Ye Lanxuan was a pain in their hearts that was difficult to erase.
Thinking of Ye Lanxuan, several people suddenly remembered something and looked at Huayue, only to find that Huayue still maintained the same posture as before, standing there like a petrified person.
Zirong and the others didn't hesitate, leaping towards Huayue. Mu Hanyan wouldn't give up on Ye Lanxun, and neither would they. They didn't know what was happening to Huayue, whether the blood sacrifice would backfire and cause him to lose his mind and never regain consciousness. But even if he was dead, let alone completely insane, they would still get him out.
"Roar..." Just as Zirong rushed to Huayue and was about to pick him up by the waist and take him away, the divine beast let out another loud roar and opened its mouth to spit out a golden beam of light.
In an instant, the mountain shook and the ground caved in, and gravel and soil fell like raindrops.
Zirong and others who were about to escape, as well as the Fifth Prince and Nian Anyao and others who were crawling back and forth with their last bit of strength, had to stop and block the rubble that was falling on their heads. Otherwise, they would be buried alive by the rubble and soil before they could reach the entrance and sleep there forever.
Xia Youchen was seriously injured. He had just tried his best to kill the last few undead sword slaves. Fen Qianji was also injured, and he had to take care of Tang Bufan who was even more seriously injured, so he couldn't escape.
Amidst the rumbling sound, several huge rocks fell, blocking the entrance to the cave tightly.
This time they were really doomed. Except for Zhao Lingxian who was rescued by the mysterious man, no one could escape. They were all trapped in this underground cave.
"What should I do, Master Nian? Think of a solution quickly. I don't want to die. I don't want to die." The fifth prince looked up at the dome and cried in despair.
The golden beam of light had just struck a huge pit several feet deep in the dome of the cave. If it had been hit a few more times, the entire Feilai Peak would have been pierced through. However, he didn't dare to imagine escaping in this way, because he would have been buried alive by the rubble and soil before that.
The most terrifying thing is that the divine beast simply stood there without moving, it just exhaled a breath of air. If it really started to attack, no, if it really started to move its claws, how devastating would its power be?
Looking at the divine beast's beautiful and majestic figure burning with golden flames, as well as its powerful four legs, the Fifth Prince was filled with fear and despair. He wished he could faint quickly to avoid such torture.
Mu Hanyan and the others also had heavy expressions on their faces. They also saw the huge pit on the dome and knew that the divine beast was only venting its anger unconsciously. Once it selectively vented its anger on them, no one would be able to stop it.
"There's no way. Its mind has completely sunk into a rage. Unless we can bring it back to consciousness, we'll surely die. But this isn't an ordinary beast, it's a more powerful beast than those legendary beasts. Who has the ability to bring it back to consciousness?" Xia Youchen smiled bitterly, paused, and thought of something before continuing, "Unless another ancient beast uses a treasure condensed from its own soul to help it guard its spiritual platform and dispel its boundless anger, otherwise, we'd better just wait to die."
Xia Youchen clearly had no hope for this "unless," and even chuckled self-deprecatingly at this point. He was known as the Beastmaster Sword Saint. Though notorious, he was also considered a once-in-a-million-year genius. But if even he didn't have such a rare treasure, how could anyone else possibly possess one?
Therefore, apart from waiting to die, he did not have any other extravagant hopes and just said it casually.
The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener may have taken it seriously. After hearing his words, Nian Anyao's eyes suddenly lit up.
There is one thing that no one in this world knows except himself - his beast spirit bead is actually condensed from the soul of an ancient mythical beast. This is why he can sense the breath of strange beasts and judge whether they are powerful or not.
It turned out that the life-saving treasure was right on him. Nian Anyao's eyes showed ecstasy: Now everyone's life can be said to be in his own hands. If he didn't take the opportunity to gain some benefits, it would be a pity.
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