Xuanming was panicking, just the thought of nearly being killed by Qin Liuxi sent chills through his body.
Gotta run!
He wasn't the Nine-Life Strange Cat; he might have escaped death once, but a second time wasn't guaranteed. He had no confidence that Heaven was on his side, especially since he had been lacking in virtue.
So he had to flee, or he might really end up dead here.
Xuanming quickly went to an old tomb to grab his belongings, but just when he was about to dash out, he froze.
He was the Array Guardian; the array was his life, and if the array broke, he would die.
The Divine Lord's cold words earlier penetrated his eardrums like the biting winter wind.
If he ran, he would still meet his end!
Finished! Wolves ahead, tigers behind, no matter which path he took, it was a trap!
Xuanming gazed down the mountain, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. Maybe he should fight back?
After all, he was someone of the Divine Lord.
