"Rawr, rawr..."
Two more cultivators lost control of their bodies and let out a series of deep roars as they rushed toward the falling Galaxy World. Their bodies gradually withered away until they turned into two dried-up corpses that fell to the ground.
"Quick, come here and hide under the Buddha Light."
Zixiao shouted loudly.
The others didn't dare to hesitate and ran over quickly, hiding under the Buddha Light, which protected everyone.
No one rushed toward the Galaxy World like those before.
"Brother Zi, I really thank you!" Lin Feng said gratefully.
"What's there to be polite about?" Zixiao showed a rather unsightly smile.
Even though Zixiao's Golden Buddha had protected everyone, it was only temporary. The Eternal Demon Mountain was fraught with peril, and everyone was still worried that other crises might arrive; naturally, Zixiao's face was full of anxiety.
"Only ten of us left, huh?" Lin Feng murmured.