The Lofty Peaks of the Clear Sky Sect

Mo Wuchang turned to glance at Xie Xue. Seeing that he did not care about any of this, he did not make things too difficult for the three before him. He put away his Martial Soul and nodded. "In that case, you... lead the way."

The Clear Sky Sect man said nothing and walked straight out of the room. He did not even wait for Tang San and the others before launching himself toward the back of the village in a Dash. Although they had not used their Martial Souls, once Soul Power at their level was unleashed, their speed was still astonishing.

"Hehe. The Clear Sky Sect has remained hidden for so many years, yet they are still this arrogant." Xie Xue smiled casually and said to Tang San beside him, "Tang San, they're trying to give us a show of strength. Keep up."

As soon as he spoke, Xie Xue shifted beneath his feet and seemed to cover several meters in an instant. Mo Wuchang quickly followed after him.

"Don't worry, Godfather. Their little scheme is about to fall apart." Tang San sneered as he stepped forward, his body suddenly turning illusory. After years of cultivation, his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track had long reached perfection. Although the three ahead were fast, he followed them as casually as if strolling through a courtyard, never falling behind and always maintaining a distance of roughly ten meters from them.

Xie Xue and Mo Wuchang quietly followed at Tang San's side without any urgency. They had come as guests, not to smash the place apart.

The lead gray-clad man from the Clear Sky Sect had once turned to look at Tang San. When he saw that Tang San had drawn so close without him sensing much of anything, his expression changed slightly.