Time passed by the minute. Everyone in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion’s faction wore a bitter expression on their faces. Some of them already began to regret joining the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. They were already subjected to such humiliation before they even entered the sect.2

“Senior Brother Fan, you protect them and hand the control of the flying carpet to me.” Liu Wuxie’s eyes flashed with a hint of ferocity. Since the Heavenly Origin Sect wanted to kill him, he would teach them a lesson. Did they think he was a pushover?0

“Wuxie, are you absolutely sure about this?” Fan Lin’s eyes flickered with hope and worry as he rose to his feet on the flying carpet. The situation's gravity was dire; if Liu Wuxie failed, they would all perish except him.0

“Is there any better way? The Heavenly Origin Sect has no intention of letting us go and wants to wear us down slowly.” Liu Wuxie had already figured it out. Yu Tianyi had no intentions of letting them go. He planned to trap them and slowly wear them down.0

Fan Lin’s eyes shone with a glimmer of hope as he recalled the sudden acceleration of the...0