Who made the old patriarch so big?
The strong wind lasted for quite a while before gradually stopping.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak."
The small jade mouse in Sui Zimo's hand gently scratched his fingers a few times, indicating that it had taken care of the whirlpool.
Lu Tianfeng was the first to react, immediately tossing aside the old patriarch he had used, and walked to the whirlpool without giving Lin Caisang and the others a glance, directly entering.
"Hey, he..."
One of the three-member group of opportunists was instantly angry seeing him walk into the whirlpool.
This guy is really thick-skinned, he did nothing, yet when the whirlpool was passable, he was the first to go in.
"Ignore him. Even if he goes in, he's just paving the way for us. Does he really think he can make it all the way through?" Another person from the group saw through it.
If the corpse-sealing talisman was so easy to get, would it still be here in this cursed place?
