"Well, well, if it isn't the Celestial Blood Four Bandits. I can't believe you've been hiding nearby this whole time. You really know how to play the part of the oriole stalking from behind, don't you?"
Jiao Linghe let out a cold laugh, but inwardly she was already plotting her escape, her eyes continuously scanning her surroundings to find the best route.
This wasn't a dead end, but her escape routes were cut in half. A great mountain loomed before her. Fleeing up its slopes would slow her down considerably, making her an easy target.
The Celestial Blood Four Bandits were especially formidable. Their strongest member was at the seventh layer of the Spirit King Stage, while their weakest was at the fourth. Her own cultivation wasn't shabby either—at the fifth layer of the Spirit King Stage, she fell somewhere in the middle.
