The one-eyed Sin Cultivator led a group of Sin Cultivators back along the original path, stopping under the hillside, hidden among the bushes, looking up.
On the secluded small hillside, there were only four people.
Ji Qingbai and the other two were covered in blood and still sitting in meditation to heal their wounds, while the little cultivator stood vigilantly beside them.
"Not escaping, just waiting here to die?" Diao Laosi sneered.
The one-eyed Sin Cultivator frowned, "I fear there might be a trap."
"Why not check with our Divine Sense?" a Sin Cultivator suggested.
"We'd be detected."
"There are no Foundation Building Cultivators, we should carefully check."
"It's that little brat, his Divine Sense is absurdly strong. If we try to spy using it, he'll definitely discover us."
"How could that be?"
"Do you think I'd lie to you?"
...
The Sin Cultivators argued back and forth, then the one-eyed cultivator asked, "Big brother, what should we do?"
