How could Jiang Fan not see the greed in the other party’s eyes?
Sanqing Mountain gave him the impression of insatiable greed, really as rigid as ever.
The old Daoist Leader was like this.
The new Daoist Leader even more so!
"The mist harbors great danger."
"At this moment, is it really wise to think of killing and seizing treasure?"
Jiang Fan spoke directly, revealing the sinister intentions of the Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader.
The old eyes of the Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader narrowed to a slit, with a glint of weighing options in them.
He admitted that Jiang Fan made a good point.
This mist, even their Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul they brought couldn’t see through it.
Extremely bizarre!
There must be unknown dangers hidden within!
At this moment, indeed, it was not appropriate to fight to the death with others.
The problem is...
With the Fire Origin, while others could only stay put, unable to move, Sanqing Mountain could continue to explore the battlefield.
Between risk and reward, the Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader chose the latter.
He waved the horsetail whisk, rasping with laughter, "Vice Pavilion Master Jiang, you’re joking."
"I simply wish to borrow something, and I’ll naturally return it after use."
Jiang Fan squinted his eyes, "What if I don’t lend it?"
The Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader chuckled, "Sanqing Mountain borrowing something doesn’t have an ’option not to lend’!"
As his voice fell.
A dense sound appeared twenty feet away.
It was the Sanqing Mountain disciples quickly assembling towards the faint firelight.
Jiang Fan shook his head, took out the Ancient Giant’s burlap sack, and turned to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion crowd, saying,
"Pardon me, everyone."
"Leave the Ming Zhu behind."
The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master glanced at the Fire Origin in Jiang Fan’s hand, understood, and jumped into the burlap sack.
The others followed in turn.
Only Yellow Springs crossed their arms in front of their chest, saying, "If I go in, you’re dead."
The sound of movement was rapidly approaching.
Jiang Fan said no more, grasped Yue Mingzhu’s hand.
Then he extinguished the Fire Origin.
The surroundings immediately plunged back into fog so dense one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face.
"You Sanqing Mountain, you can’t even tell what’s happening!"
Without his Fire Origin to illuminate, how could they even see where Jiang Fan was, let alone seize the Fire Origin?
The Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader’s face changed, shouting, "Seal the surroundings! Don’t let him escape!"
In such a situation, he didn’t dare have his people rashly kill.
If they mistakenly hit their own people, wouldn’t that be amusing?
But, how easy is sealing?
Two eyes in pitch darkness, casting Divine Power Treasure Techniques, it’s very easy for gaps to appear.
For a time, various Divine Power Treasure Techniques were cast in the darkness.
"Why are you sticking me here?"
"Move over there, you ran into me!"
...
The scene became chaotic.
Jiang Fan calmly squatted on the ground, using his earlier memory to dig up the ground mushrooms in the dark.
After nearly digging them up completely, he took advantage of the chaos to feel his way through the various blockades.
Finding a gap, he decisively slipped out.
Jiang Fan, having earlier activated Mute Zen, used Divine Thought to secretly communicate with Yue Mingzhu.
"Let them keep hitting walls here."