With the smell of roasted meat, everyone understood that Ling Gusong had been tricked to death this time.
"Ling Chuxi, this old man swears to be irreconcilable with you!" Ling Gusong's angry roar came from the fire curtain.
Suddenly, a ray of light flashed in the fire curtain like a bolt of lightning. Even Ling Chuxi's forging fire, which was shackled by the formation, was cut open. Ling Gusong soared into the sky and flew out of the Big Hole.
As Ling Gusong ran away, Palace Master Han Yue and the others also retreated and followed him.
The Golden elixir sect didn't chase after Palace Master Frostmoon and the others.
