"Run!"
As Tu Guanxiong was in a daze, a weak voice from Wang Xun reached his ears.
He gazed down at him in a stultified manner, momentarily unresponsive.
"Run, for God's sake!" Wang Xun screamed with all his might.
Only then did Tu Guanxiong come back to his senses and hastily cried out, "Escape!"
The many panic-stricken cultivators of the spirit ground, as if granted amnesty, all spurred on their forms and fled in all directions.
They no longer possessed the courage to confront Lu Ye.
Tu Guanxiong also hurriedly embraced the gravely injured Wang Xun, stimulated his spirit force, and shot toward the sky.
Not far into their flight, booming sounds came from behind, as if something had collapsed.
He looked back to see that the place where Heaven's Augury Hall originally stood was now enveloped in dust; the entire hall had become ruins.
