"Fanming!"
Wang Ba was both surprised and delighted, his heart surged with excitement!
Previously, Fanming had been blown away by the wind, even losing contact, yet unexpectedly, he encountered Fanming here again.
At the moment he sensed it, he almost thought it was an illusion.
And it all happened in an instant.
The giant bird flapped its wings, causing the surrounding white fog to roll back dramatically. In the splitting of a hair, its figure moved like lightning, swiftly passing through the seemingly impenetrable web of divine skills and spells!
Then, narrowly dodging through those dangerous divine skills, its claws directly reached into the black membrane of the Little Cang World, holding firmly, and flapped its wings!
It left all the divine skills and spells far behind!
Then, heading directly towards the Double-Pupil Taoist at an astonishing speed.
"No, wrong! You canât go that way!"
As the Double-Pupil Taoistâs figure rapidly enlarged in view, Wang Baâs heart jolted, hastily urging Fanming.
Yet in Fanmingâs response, he suddenly felt an intense sense of panic and fear:
"... inside... escape!!"
"Escape?!"
Wang Ba was stunned.
He instinctively looked back.
"BuzzâBoomâ"
A dull sound rolled in from behind.
In the depths of the vast white fog, wind and fog did not cease their chaos due to Fanmingâs departure. On the contrary, a wave of fog filling the entire vision, like ten thousand beasts stampeding, surged, roared with a force as mighty as overturning seas and rivers, rushing at them with a speed no slower than Fanmingâs!
"Did âManâ arrange this?"
"No, wrong!"
Those Double-Pupil People arranged by the Double-Pupil Taoist finally reacted, swiftly flying towards the direction outside the white fog, yet their speed was far less than the great wave of white fog, almost instantly being devoured by it!
Some Double-Pupil People were even torn apart instantly by the fierce winds within the white fog!
Pupils contracted sharply!
With their souls terrified!
Wang Ba dared not hesitate for a moment, turning towards the direction of the Double-Pupil Taoist, where it was the closest place to leave the white fog area.
He urgently shouted:
"Charge! Rush through!"
If not, everyone would die here!
And at the same moment.
Outside the white fog, sensing the instant disappearance of those dozens of Double-Pupil People, the Double-Pupil Taoistâs face changed slightly, eyes flashing with doubt and a rare moment of panic not previously seen:
"Inside there... could it really be... but..."
Thinking of this possibility, the Double-Pupil Taoist couldnât help but raise his head, gazing blankly.
But he saw nothing and felt nothing.
Yet at this moment, his heart was already in turmoil.
He felt just like a thief who had snuck into someone elseâs home, and as he was about to complete the theft, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps...
And at this moment, he suddenly saw the Little Cang World and âYe Cangshengâ flying swiftly out of the white fog.
The panic, nervousness, and hesitation in his heart all instantly vanished upon seeing this figure!
In just a moment of thought, he had already made a decision.
In life, though it seems people have many choices, in reality, thereâs no choice.
And at this moment, he had only one option:
"Eliminate them, reincarnate, leave here immediately!"
At the bottom of his double pupils, the golden light flowed!
Crash!
A bird, a world, a person... instantly rushed out of the white fog area.
What greeted them was a golden canopy overhead!
Forcing them back into the white fog with a roar!
At the same time, everything around them suddenly seemed like mire, and Fanmingâs speed abruptly dropped.
And the thick white fog from behind approached like a mountain collapsing and waves crashing!
The Double-Pupil Taoist floated at the edge of the white fog and void.
His gaze was icy, watching quietly.
To prevent the Spirit Beastâs will from interfering again at the crucial moment, he did not strike directly.
In reality, there was no need to do much, merely halting the opponent for a moment, the powerful wind in that surging white fog would be sufficient to tear apart the enemy before him.
On the membrane of the Little Cang World.
Wang Baâs gaze met that of the distant Double-Pupil Taoist, a look of determination flashed across his eyes!
The roaring sound of the encroaching white fog from behind amplified rapidly!
Without a momentâs hesitation, his Primordial Spirit flew out, spraying out a mouthful of the most pure Primordial Spirit Essence Blood...
And almost simultaneously, Fanming, the Little Cang World, and Wang Ba were swiftly engulfed by the rolling white fog!
"Itâs finally over."
Not far away, the Double-Pupil Taoistâs heart slightly relaxed, exhaling a long breath.
In his mind, a trace of weariness arose spontaneously.
Every time he dealt with these cultivators, heâd always encounter some exceptionally clever individuals.
Like this Ye Cangsheng, perhaps not very strong, but overly cautious, with an intricate mind and plenty of methods.
Though such people were few, each would bring him considerable trouble.
But fortunately, each time, he was the one who laughed last.
"This should be the last time."
Before the fog tide surged like a curtain, seemingly about to submerge him, he couldnât help but think.
In countless past years, he had repeated many such deceptions and battles, and he was somewhat weary of this life.
What kept him steadfast was the desire to leave here, to become an immortal and seek the Dao in an independent identity, to see more diverse sceneries, and experience different life journeys.
Yet, when the day finally seemed near, he had no great anticipation or longing in his heart, only a sense of peace.
Yes, only peace.
And it should be peaceful.
After countless years of hard work, scheming, and planning, wasnât this result inevitable?