Among the five, a middle-aged scholar with a calm demeanor spoke urgently while flying: "Mo Lao, continuing like this is not a solution."
"Our Spiritual Power consumption is too great; why not escape separately?"
He is the strategist of the team, the scholar Fang Yuan.
"No!"
Mo Lao firmly rejected.
"Once we are alone, none of us would possibly escape from the Ironback Bear. Only by working together do we have a slim chance!"
"Then what should we do? Fight them!"
Tieta roared, a hint of fierceness in his eyes.
"Five against two, overwhelming them with numbers, we might stand a chance!"
The last member was a young-looking scholar, fair-skinned, with a scholarly air.
His name was Ning Xiaoqi, just established his Foundation, the youngest in the team, and the weakest in cultivation.
At this moment, two deafening roars came from behind, with a pungent wind blowing toward them.
"We can't outrun them!"
