"A tricky position, trapped by three sides... Are they confronting each other or enclosing us?"
Lu Jiuyuan’s voice was pressed extrely low, filled with worry.
No matter the situation, rushing out to seize the Dark Source Material that is currently forming with their current state wouldn’t bode well.
Wei Banng tightly pressed her lips, her eyes flickering intensely in the darkness.
The Profound Qilin’s desire was almost burning through her sanity, it was the key to her breakthrough.
But Fang Qingyu’s warning and her companions’ heavy breathing, along with the waves of emptiness from deep within her own body...
All were pulling at her madly.
Reason told her that rushing out now had a minuscule chance of success, and more likely she would beco the first casualty of the three forces’ lee or an ambush.
"Wait... or retreat?"
Chu Kuanglan struggled to utter a few words, his massive fists clenched tightly, filled with unwillingness.
Retreat?
It ant giving up on the Dark Source Material that’s within reach, ant that their difficult journey and previous consumption amounted to nothing.
Wait? Wait for the three sides to start fighting each other?
Can they wait until then?
What if it’s the sa force or all three strike simultaneously to seize it?
In their current state, they probably don’t even qualify to be the fisherman’s catch.
The air seed to freeze into lead blocks, weighing heavily on everyone’s hearts.
Only in the center of the cave, the Dark Source Material swirling into a collapsing vortex, emanated an increasingly clear allure and scent of death.
Ti flowed in absolute silence, each second felt like tornt.
Just as Wei Banng’s brow furrowed tighter, Chu Kuanglan’s eyes alternated between struggle and fierceness, Lu Jiuyuan’s knife-holding hand trembled slightly, even Jiang Wei was biting on a lollipop, her large eyes seriously scanning the front in the darkness...
Fang Qingyu moved.
Without any hesitation, one hand still firmly gripping Wei Banng’s arm, the other hand suddenly exerts force, pulling both the hesitating Chu Kuanglan and the vigilant Lu Jiuyuan backward simultaneously.
"This way!"
A low shout, pulling the trio, leading Jiang Wei, like shadows rged with the darkness, swiftly retreating toward the side-back area made up of cold stalagmites and the phosphorescent ghostly moss.
This area was slightly lower, with stone pillars blocking the view.
Just managed to avoid direct sight lines of the front platform and the ambush points on both wings.
The cold stone and slippery moss greeted them as the five instantly curled into this natural cover.
Wei Banng was forcibly pulled into the shadow by Fang Qingyu, her body slamming against a cold stone pillar, just about to question if this sudden retreat ant giving up.
Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan also looked at Fang Qingyu with confusion and a hint of suppressed frustration.
However, before any of them could speak.
Fang Qingyu had already turned around, leaning against the cold stalagmite.
His deep eyes flickered in the dark, calmly scanning the faces of the three filled with struggle, exhaustion, unwillingness, and confusion.
The corners of his mouth pulled up slightly.
Then, with a voice so calm it bordered on absence of emotion, yet as clear as an ice cone piercing the silence, he spoke to his three exhausted, conflicted teammates:
"Retreat my ass..."
These sudden words, paired with Fang Qingyu’s extrely calm tone and gaze.
Instantly froze Wei Banng and the other three.
Fang Qingyu’s gaze crossed over them, once again directing at the boiling darkness in the cave’s center, along with the lurking traces of danger in the dark.
His voice still calm, yet carrying an unquestionable decision.
"Seize it!!!"
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