There was no response from the elves. They merely looked on with indifference.
An Ran tightly clenched his fists and coldly looked at those indifferent faces. He took a deep breath and turned around to rush into the Pure Spirit Tower.
A skinny elf suddenly said, "It's useless even if you go. The power of the Pure Spirit Tower is not something you can contend against. Qie Er is already inside and if he cannot resolve Yan Xiao's problem, you will only become a burden."
An Ran's figure paused for a moment before he dashed into the vortex.
The group of elves standing outside remained silent as they looked at the chaos in the Pure Spirit Tower.
Qie Er tried his best to approach Shen Yanxiao, but the closer he got, the more obvious the flow of air around him was.
He wanted to drag Shen Yanxiao out of the Pure Spirit Tower, but he was blocked by the airflow around her.
They were just a few meters away, but there was nothing he could do.
