Chen Dengming had made up his mind.
Looking at the situation, it seemed inevitable that they would have to fight.
Fortunately, they had flown thousands of miles, and were a considerable distance away from the battlefield where Golden Core cultivators were engaged in fierce combat. They were also on the edge of Bright Cloud Mountain Range. If they couldn't win the battle, they could flee at any moment. So, they didn't have too much to worry about.
Whoosh—
With a flash of the sword light, a tall and slightly fragrant figure appeared from the midst of the rain of swords.
Chen Dengming opened the protective shield of the Spirit Boat, letting Gao Lingxiao enter, before saying,
"It seems that we can't shake off the Minotaur on our tail. There's a good chance he's a keeper of an Array that we lured away. Let's see if we can repel him."
