A sharp, piercing sound echoed across the sky, exerting tremendous psychological pressure. A bone-chilling sensation welled up from deep within.
"Go, quickly!" Ling Chen's expression was extremely grim. He turned and urged Xu Ruoyan in a low voice.
"Go!" Xu Ruoyan no longer hesitated. With a stomp of her foot, she leaped onto the back of the Qingfeng Jue. The High Priest and the other two only hesitated for a moment before following suit, jumping onto the Qingfeng Jue's back.
The Spirit of the White Tiger had already been dispersed by Li Tong, so they could no longer be of any use here. Instead of dawdling, it was better to flee immediately and relieve Ling Chen of any worries about their safety.
The Qingfeng Jue flapped its wings and took to the air, intending to leave the battle zone surrounding the Barbaric Temple.
