With a gesture, Chen Yi threw an empty bottle, implying that he had secretly taken the Detoxification Pill. This was to cover up the special attributes of his Turtle Breath Magical Power.
"Chen Yi, can you still fight? If the two of us can distract him, our family should be able to arrive in a moment," Zhao Chengjing's face expressed both surprise and hope, from a desperate belief in any sliver of hope.
"Hmph, naive disciple, is it foolish to expect a newly initiated Fourth layer of Qi refining, turtle cultivator, to save you? Can he even withstand a finger strike from me?" scoffed Old Qiu, as he manipulated the Yellow Rope Magic Tool with both hands.
Suddenly,
A purple shadow, summoned by Old Qiu, sprang from under Chen Yi's feet, lunging towards him!
"Hmph, I've been waiting for this," Chen Yi replied, feigning innocence.
Despite having stayed on the ground all this time, Chen Yi was ready for a fight, his heart focused on the array method, constantly seeking the Purple Mink.
