The man spoke with great sincerity, but there was no way Wang Ping and the others would believe him. For these people to dare pull something like this right under the nose of the Daoist Scripture Hall, they must have had a backup plan.
Dan Chen's response was the most direct. He raised his hands as if lifting a great cauldron, summoned his Pill Furnace, and brought it smashing down on the head of the woman in the lead.
BOOM!
As the Pill Furnace crashed down, the very space around it seemed to collapse. But the woman's figure transformed into a sea of fire, deftly dodging the blow. The white-haired man to her left simply turned into fire himself and rammed straight into Dan Chen's Pill Furnace.
CLANG!
A dull, metallic clang rang out. The Pill Furnace was engulfed in flames, but the searing heat had no effect on it whatsoever.
Dan Chen formed a hand seal and shouted, "Collect!"
