In the Heaven-Defying Pavilion, a Spirit Light Storm suddenly arose.
This storm was at least a hundred times stronger than the one outside.
Everyone was stunned, feeling that this time they were doomed.
"If you want to survive, follow me." As he finished speaking, he pulled Qianxiao's hand and swam towards the depths of the sea.
"If we're going to die, then so be it. There's no other way but to listen to him."
In the end, everyone followed Ye Qingtian's lead.
An hour later, they surprisingly emerged safely from the Heaven-Defying Pavilion.
This left everyone astonished.
"The Tui Bei Drawing truly is a good thing. Not only can it predict disasters, but also find solutions."
Ye Qingtian muttered to himself.
"Hmm, you're very lucky. Over the years, you are the only group to have encountered a Spirit Light Storm and come out unscathed."
Dean Luo nodded with satisfaction.
When the storm arose, even he secretly sweated.
