Chapter 1419 Language of the Beasts

Jiang Chen was slightly surprised. He had never expected that at such a crucial moment, the elder of the Purple Mist Sect would remain so composed and not flee into the vortex of the Formation.

"Zi Tan, why do you not seek refuge?" Jiang Chen conveyed through Divine Sense.

The elder of the Purple Mist Sect bitterly smiled, "I've chosen to take a gamble."

He truly was gambling!

Feeling the waves of heat from the Vermilion Bird Divine Bird relentlessly advancing, his fear was no less than that of anyone else. He too feared death.

He could even feel the heat waves devouring his life energy.

Jiang Chen's gaze flickered complexly as he glanced at the vortex of the Formation, where he saw all the masters encased within seven divine lights, their forms blurry and indistinct.

He did not know why he didn't enter.

But deep in his heart, there indeed was a resolute voice telling him not to enter, that he absolutely must not.

Chirp!

The startling cry came through clearly once again.