Chapter 5643: Illusion 2
The person's figure was swallowed by the sand in just an instant.
Several people from the Holy Domain shivered and came to their senses, saying in a trembling voice, "Fell, fell down?"
Indeed, he had fallen.
Qiao Mu raised an eyebrow slightly, walked a few steps forward with the group, and then stopped. Before them was a round, bottomless pit. The unlucky fellow just now had flapped and fallen into it, seemingly without making a single splash.
The pot-bellied man couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "How is that possible?!"
"That brother just now was at least a mid-stage Spirit Venerable. How could he fall into this deep pit and make no sound at all?"
Everyone else also found it very strange. "Yeah! How could this be?"
He wasn't some weak ordinary person or a low-level cultivator with extremely low cultivation. If he fell into the pit, wouldn't he be able to fly out on his own? Could he just fall to his death? It was utterly ridiculous.
Qiao Mu paced by the edge of the pit for a couple of steps when a gasp came from the crowd.
Unbeknownst to anyone, some unfortunate soul was pushed by someone from behind and stumbled headfirst into the pit. This person let out a scream, and then he was gone, so fast that everyone was stunned.
In that split second, a vine branch emerged from Qiao Mu's sleeve and suddenly wrapped around the person's ankle.
"Ah!! Ah!" The person struggled forcefully.
Qiao Mu's brows furrowed slightly, and her foot moved forward by half an inch when Mo Lian suddenly clasped her waist. A huge suction force made both husband and wife's expressions change slightly.
Mo Bao flapped his small hands and feet, hanging in Duan Yue's arms and exclaiming, "Wow, that uncle is being pulled down, he can't get out!"
"So unlucky, how can such an unlucky thing happen?"
Everyone: ...
If the child's tone wasn't so gloating, it wouldn't have been so funny.
"Mama, little dumpling is coming to help you."
Before Mo Bao could make a move after his loud shout, his small body was held down by Duan Yue. The latter said with a wry smile, "Alright, alright, don't cause trouble for Mama."
"No, no, Mama can barely hold onto Uncle anymore."
"Godfather, little dumpling also has vines that can help pull!"
"Everyone, come help quickly! Didn't you all pack a lot of yellow-brown vines before? Use them together to pull, there's strength in numbers!"
Feng Changqing and the others were originally racking their brains on how to pull. Were they supposed to rush over and hug Mo Lian? And then they'd have to hug and drag one after another? ... That wouldn't do!
Now, reminded by the little dumpling, they suddenly had an epiphany. They quickly each took out a large section of yellow-brown vine from their inner realms and swiftly wrapped them around the unlucky Holy Domain person dangling at the pit's opening.
With a collective pull, the person was immediately dragged out of the pit by their combined efforts. Everyone quickly retreated, letting the person, who was tied up and sprawled out, fall to the ground with a "thud."
The person gasped for breath, immediately forgetting the pain, scrambled to his feet, and repeatedly cupped his hands in thanks to the surrounding crowd.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you all for helping me on the line between life and death. I am deeply grateful, deeply grateful. My name is He Weiping, and I will certainly repay your saving grace when I have the chance."
The pot-bellied man wiped away sweat, waved his hand, and said, "Madam Mo and her husband did most of the work."
"But speaking of which, these vines are quite sturdy. How could they directly pull someone up from a hole with such strong suction?"
Qiao Mu pulled hard on the yellow vine in her hand.