As Lan Yao spoke, Feng Lintao looked at Xu Qing.0

Though Xu Qing had astonishing battle prowess, these were two Smoldering Gods looking at him. Most relevant of all, the Captain was still their captive. And now his legs were twitching again.... No matter how he looked at it, he was in a passive position.0

Without speaking a word, Xu Qing moved into the lead position, flying past Lan Yao and heading deeper into the pit. The Grand Darkheaven Armor glittered brightly, and his godly fleshly body power surged. The antemage armor covered him, and the nine lamps circled around him. With his long hair and green robe, Xu Qing seemed extraordinary in every way. What was more, the wave of his hand summoned a host of ghost-face centipedes, which moved ahead of him into the depths of the pit.0

When Lan Yao saw that, her eyes glittered. As for Feng Lintao, he looked at the centipedes, his gaze stony. In the end, he didn’t say anything.3

And thus, Xu Qing led the other two down into the pit. He didn’t move slowly, nor did he hold back like before. In fact, he moved at about the same speed as Feng...1