"Yes."
The two Fake Pill Cultivators received the order, lightly clasped their hands, and once again activated the Flying Spiritual Artifact under their feet, heading straight into the mountains to the west.
The Ice and Fire Elder remained still, continuing to point and gesture at the Array at the bottom of the Starfall River.
In his perception, this Array had reached a critical point; judging from the dense cracks on its surface and the speed at which it dispersed Spiritual Qi, it could only hold for eight more breaths.
Oh no, another blow has landed; now it can only hold for seven more breaths.
But at this moment, the Ice and Fire Elder suddenly stopped.
His originally raised right hand trembled; after pulling his palm out from his sleeve, he placed it horizontally in front of his abdomen.
His left hand was placed behind him, while his right hand was in front of him.
