"Escaped one, did you?"
Having completed his bizarre task, the figure with the dual-faced mask looked off into the distance.
A slender silhouette, sharp as a sword, was riding on a streak of sword light, pushing his entire True Essence to the limit, tearing through the void in a frantic escape!
"This little guy is quite clever."
The bizarre dual-faced figure smiled slightly. From the moment he appeared, this little fellow named Fuu Qingxu didn't hesitate, immediately taking to the sword light to flee wildly, narrowly escaping disaster.
"Unfortunately... all of it is a futile struggle!"
Bam—!
He stomped his foot and quickly gave chase.
Elsewhere.
Peng Nai and Gai Rong were walking along a mountain path.
"Senior Brother, how many Immortal Martial Orders have you obtained?" Peng Nai asked.
"Not many, just twenty pieces."
Gai Rong shook his head, smiling lightly.
