"What a united team. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside," Jing Taixu said with a sardonic smile. He had no intention of lingering here. His anima dew membrane was being worn down as well.

"Time to go. Follow me. No missteps," Jing Taixu said to his team.

He took careful, precise steps along the water's surface, following the method of escape that Lu Ming had told him before.

His squad followed him closely. In this illusion formation, one wrong step, and they would be in the same flaming sea as the Astral Sage College was.

And then they would be the ones crying for help.

Li Luo and the others had no energy left to stop Jing Taixu's group from...