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第两千九百零四章 硬着头皮的选择

The others exchanged glances, remaining silent for a moment before the burly man spoke up again: "My fifth sister's analysis does have some merit. However, it is merely speculation. If the true situation is not as she suggests, and we rush to meet our enemy, would that not be like sending a lamb into a tiger's mouth?"

"Indeed," said the elderly woman’s voice, filled with a hint of retreat and fear. The others did not speak; their expressions hidden in the oppressive atmosphere, making it hard to discern their emotions. But silence itself was an attitude—they clearly did not agree with this woman's proposal. No one wanted to rush into battle without proper preparation.

None of them were past the Spirit Flexibility stage, so challenging a powerful foe required immense courage.

Even if the enemy’s power was nearly depleted and they had suffered severe injuries, that was just my fifth sister's analysis. If it were true, such an old monster would still be formidable; their abilities were beyond comprehension. Even if they waited for an opportunity to strike, did they really have a chance of victory?

Probably not!

At least the others didn't hold much hope.

A wrong move could lead to a catastrophic outcome.

"Brothers, let me make a decision. If I do speak my mind and you are too timid, what will those who wish to retreat do? Will they abandon the Confining Immortal Ring and simply withdraw?" The woman seemed angry, her tone tinged with sarcasm: "You might temporarily save your lives now, but can you explain yourselves to our master? How does it feel to be soul-withered? Do brothers really want to try that?"

"Um..."

The others were speechless. They were indeed timid and fearful, but the thought of their master's terrifying methods made them shudder. If they fled now, the outcome would only be worse.

"Must we just die?" The elderly voice echoed with a tinge of sorrow.

"Death? My second sister overestimates herself. I have already said that in this situation, taking a desperate chance might still offer some hope. As the saying goes: riches and honor can be sought through danger. In such circumstances, do you really think there's a foolproof plan? We must fight for survival; no need to say more. Time is short, so I will stop here. I hope everyone makes their decision soon. Otherwise, it will be too late."

Just as the woman finished speaking, a loud explosion filled the air. Ahead, several hundred feet away, a massive beam of light shot up into the sky.

It wasn't quite reaching the heavens or touching the earth but was still incredibly conspicuous.

The light not only had an imposing presence but also flickered in various colors, like a kaleidoscope. Occasionally, faint murmurs could be heard as the light turned at each bend, revealing tiny arrays that were different every time.

Even without seeing the treasure itself, this display of power and radiance was already extraordinary.

Several spectral beings were left speechless. Although they had long suspected their master's prized possession would be something significant, they never imagined it would reach such a level.

"Such an imposing presence... could it possibly be a Primordial Treasure?" A spectral creature murmured in shock, his voice filled with awe.

They too were at the Spirit Cultivation stage and knew well of the reputation of Primordial Treasures.

"Hold your tongue. Primordial Treasures are passed down from the True Immortal Realm; how can we mere mortals hope to forge such a treasure?" Another person retorted uncertainly.

The impending emergence of this treasure was too significant, making him hesitant about his own judgment.

"Enough. Whether or not that Confining Immortal Ring is a Primordial Treasure, it's what our master has requested. We shouldn't entertain such thoughts..."

At this moment, the burly man spoke up with a low voice: "Our duty is to protect this treasure. Follow my fifth sister’s instructions; let third brother continue guarding here while we go to intercept that formidable enemy."

"Brother!"

"No need for further discussion; I have made my decision. Anyone who retreats at the last moment will face severe consequences."

The burly man had carefully considered his decision. The danger of facing such an opponent was immense, but there was still a chance of survival. If they were lucky and the fifth sister's analysis was correct, they might find a way to live through it.

If they fled now, they would merely delay their inevitable fate. Their master’s wrath would be too severe for them to bear.

This wasn't an exaggeration; they knew well that there was no escape from their master's methods, and the punishment of soul-withering left no room for survival or death.

Thus, weighing the pros and cons, it made more sense to follow the fifth sister’s plan and face the enemy. They might still have a chance at survival.

Seeing his brother agree with the fifth sister, the other two hesitated but had no choice. After all, they knew their master's methods well; fleeing would only lead to a worse fate.

"Alright, since there are no objections, let’s follow the plan. Third brother will stay here while the rest of us go to meet the enemy."

The burly man vanished in a burst of dark energy as he spoke. He was decisive and showed no hesitation once his decision was made.

The fifth sister did not hesitate either, transforming into a gust of dark energy to follow closely behind.

The other two spectral entities flickered uncertainly but eventually followed suit.

Lin Xuan was unaware of this scene; at that moment, he was rushing through the landscape. The strength of the enemy in the Scorpion Mountain was hard to predict, so he relied on his defensive techniques and constantly extended his divine sense to detect any movement.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan’s speed slowed as he stopped.

With his powerful divine sense covering a vast area, he felt four spectral entities rapidly approaching.

From their power fluctuations, these four were likely late-stage Spirit Cultivators—powerful indeed. But for Lin Xuan, they posed no threat.

He still stopped to be cautious; while the four individuals weren't enemies, could they be decoys?

Although he had replenished his power with ten-thousand-year-old spirit milk, the expended essence and energy would take some time to recover. He was wary of encountering a Ghost Sage-level opponent again, so caution was warranted.

Lin Xuan did not hide his trail because it served no purpose; he believed they had already detected him. Attempting concealment now would only be laughable.

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