All around, each Martial Artist exuded an extraordinary aura, yet each was filled with killing intent.
The Golden Soul Hall Master, at the forefront, sneered the most deeply.
Logically, they shouldn't have been able to track Xiao Yi.
After all, Xiao Yi wore the Ghost Mask, and no one could trace his whereabouts.
However, Xiao Yi had been traveling through these days, always going straight, without detours, always in a direct line.
Naturally, the Golden Soul Hall Master and each Vice Hall Master, Chief Steward could learn Xiao Yi's approximate path through a little investigation using information from the various halls.
And Xiao Yi, dragging his wounded body, was somewhat slower than before.
Naturally, this group could be one step ahead of Xiao Yi, directly preparing in this area, waiting for Xiao Yi to fly into this ambush on his own.
Moreover, they couldn't intercept Xiao Yi in dangerous lands outside cities or in wild fields outside major cities.
