"Where are they?"
Su Yang asked, "Where are the rest of our fellow disciples?"
Only then did the two fellow disciples realize that many people were missing from their side.
"Huh?"
"Where are Old Zhang and the others?"
"They were clearly right beside us just now!"
"Ah—"
As everyone looked at one another in bewilderment, a scream suddenly rang out from the dense forest behind them.
Bang!
Chen Sanshi stamped his foot, his body turning into an escape light. In the blink of an eye, he arrived where the sound had come from, but he was still one step too late. All he saw was a brutally slain corpse.
He swept his gaze around, but found no trace of the killer.
"Peak Master Lu, save me!"
The cry for help sounded again. Chen Sanshi gave chase, only to arrive too late once more.
Before him lay a disciple of Verdant Peak, bleeding from all seven orifices, his face twisted in death.
The sudden turn of events horrified those remaining. One after another, they drew their Lifebound Artifacts and nervously watched their surroundings.
Su Yang raised the shield they had picked up. "Who is it? What demon dares attack disciples of the Qingxu Sect!"
There was no answer.
The Thousand Miasma Forest was deathly still.
"Leave."
Chen Sanshi's face was grim as he spoke each word heavily.
"Leave?"
Su Yang and the other two disciples froze.
Chen Sanshi had no time to explain. He merely said in a low voice, "If you want to live, leave."
Su Yang and the others exchanged glances. In the end, they hastily cupped their fists in salute before running toward the exit.
Only after they had gone far away did Chen Sanshi speak toward the dim, shadowy forest. "Fellow Daoists, since you came for me,