Hearing Lu Tianxing's words, Mandala nodded solemnly and cautioned, "Brother, be careful on your own; they likely have a Space Superpower User with them, otherwise, we wouldn't be unable to sense their location."
"Don't worry, I know how to handle it," Lu Tianxing reassured her.
Lu Tianxing's gaze scanned the surroundings sharply, and suddenly, an extreme chill surged in his heart, a strong scent of death enveloping his mind.
"Not good, an Earth Element Superpower User."
Lu Tianxing's face drastically paled as he wrapped an arm around Bai Zhiqing, grabbing Mandala, who was holding Bai Weiwei, with the other, his figure soaring into the sky, bursting away.
"Hiss!" "Hiss!" "Hiss!"
In the instant Lu Tianxing retreated, the cement ground unexpectedly sprouted dense, earthen spikes in an instant. They emerged like locusts, chilling to the bone and akin to sharp blades. Had Lu Tianxing been any slower, he would have faced death by a thousand pierces.
