Upon hearing this, Wu Liuli smiled: "Well, I didn't expect that I, a dignified Golden Immortal, would actually need to be saved by my own disciple. Naturally, if you're so confident, then I'll listen to you. I wonder what our next step should be."
If she had a choice, she wouldn't believe in the guidance of fate.
But now she really had no choice.
After all, she was already seriously injured, with her power reduced to less than a tenth, and was facing the pursuit of the Tian Jue Sect.
Once caught by the enemy, she would undoubtedly perish.
So now, she had no choice but to follow her disciple's decision.
Perhaps, relying on her disciple's unique talent, she could truly escape this predicament.
"Southwest, as long as we head southwest, we'll find the only path to survival."
Kong Xuanwu clenched her fists.
As a cultivator who had been repeatedly hunted, she was long accustomed to fleeing.
So she made the decision without hesitation.
