Yu Yan coldly said. “Leave this place.”
Zhu Yao’s sprinting steps paused, and after a careful look did she realize that her master’s presence was very unstable, and even his figure had begun to fade.
“Master…” He was injured.
While that demonic beast had stood up once again, it’s entire body emitted out an even stronger pressure than before, roaring as it charged towards Yu Yan. As though it had been utterly angered, it’s pair of bloody-red eyes stared straight at him.
Just as it was about to pounce over, suddenly, the sky and ground suddenly shook. Earlier, what Zhu Yao saw was a barren land in front of her, and when the scenery changed again, they were actually still standing in the ruins.
The palace was collapsing at the speed visible to the naked eyes, and a ray of golden light surged upwards, breaking through the ceiling and rushed straight towards the sky. The metal spiritual energy from all directions drew towards that pillar of light.
The mystic beast seemed to have caught itself within that pillar of light, and was unable to stand steadily. Hence, it could only jump to and fro, leaving the radius of the pillar of light.
“Metal Spirit?” Raising his head to look at the pillar of light which suddenly appeared, Yu Yan began to frown deeply.
He formed a hand-seal with a single hand, yet, he did not attack, rather, he summoned a flying sword. He still did not turn his head back, and simply said this with a tone that was filled with sternness he had never used till then. “Fly out of this place with this sword. This sword will protect you until you reach the entrance of the Secret Realm.”