He then turned, looking toward the spot where the members of the Three Sects had been.
A cold glint gradually appeared in his eyes.
'They dare steal from me?'
With a thought, his figure tore through the air and flew in that direction.
But when he reached the battlefield, it was completely empty. They had clearly already left.
Qin Fang wasn't worried, though. He narrowed his eyes, his Divine Sense stirring as he investigated the area meticulously.
Soon, he detected a familiar trace of Profound Nether aura.
It stretched off in a single direction.
After sensing it for a moment, Qin Fang's gaze turned indifferent as he looked in that direction...
...it was heading toward the entrance.
'Looks like they plan to leave, just as I thought,' he mused.
'Earlier, I intentionally led my senior brother and the others on a slight detour instead of heading straight for the entrance, precisely to avoid being followed by these people.'
