A Rapid Turn of Events
"Surprised, aren't we?"
Tian Yu asked with a cold smile as he appeared right beside Yao Houyi and Bai Xin, replacing the third lady on the solid platform above the quicksand. They instinctively reacted to the sudden swap, protective qi shields appearing around them. Bai Xin already had her hands behind her back, forming talisman hand seals and ready to attack at the slightest notice.
"What did you do?" Even though she barely knew the lady herself and merely rescued her because they came together, she felt a little angry that Tian Yu had pulled this minor trick at her expense.
Tian Yu turned to look at the quicksand. With all the cultivators previously trapped in it now sunk beneath its surface, it had stopped churning. Now, it looked like normal sand. If one did not know any better, they would think it was totally safe.