Dead Silence

At Chen Fei's actions, Liao Hanqin and the others could not help but freeze. The city gate was about to open—why was he running away now?

The city gate opened only once a month. They had learned this news only after exhausting every possible means. Miwang City was far too dangerous; if they did not leave tonight, they had no confidence at all that they could hold on until this day next month.

Even lasting a few more days would be an enormous problem. The daily Ghost Soldier Patrol was simply too terrifying.

Wu Yongzhao frowned deeply as countless thoughts raced through his mind. He turned to glance at the city gate, thought of a certain possibility, and his expression changed. He grabbed Jiang Ronghe beside him and vanished from where he stood.

Chen Fei's departure had only puzzled Liao Hanqin, but Wu Yongzhao's departure immediately made Liao Hanqin and Guo Sansheng of Big Dipper Tower nervous.

Not only had Wu Yongzhao's aura not weakened in Miwang City, his cultivation had instead grown increasingly profound. He clearly had no small amount of research into this Ghost City. His departure at this moment could not be ignored.

Liao Hanqin had been able to stand here until now entirely because of the power of the High-grade Spirit Sword in his hand. Otherwise, he likely would have perished here long ago.

It could be said that Liao Hanqin still had many things he did not understand about Miwang City. Every movement others made put him on edge. Guo Sansheng of Big Dipper Tower was much the same.

Liao Hanqin and Guo Sansheng exchanged a glance. Though their hearts were filled with confusion, they did not dare remain here any longer and flashed away.

They did not dare pursue Wu Yongzhao of the Divine