Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!

Wu Qi escaped through the air. Having suffered devastating losses and lost their flying Soul Masters, the group could only pursue him on the ground.

They wanted to identify his Martial Soul through the wings on his back, then establish his identity.

But Soul Bone wings were fundamentally different from Martial Soul wings. How could they be identified so easily?

Besides, Dugu Bo would not leave any loose ends.

After Wu Qi had fled far away, he stepped forward and disposed of the remaining small fry.

Lipton Town.

Seeing Wu Qi and the others return, the innkeeper greeted them with a beaming smile and asked ingratiatingly, "Guests, your rooms expire in three days. Would you like to extend your stay for another six months?"

Sun Buyu waved a hand. "We'll stay a few more days, then leave. We're traveling to see the world, after all. There's no reason to linger here."

As he spoke, he took some medicinal herbs from his Soul Tool. "Innkeeper, these are all herbs we gathered recently. See if anyone needs them and sell the lot."

From the innkeeper's perspective, their group did nothing but help people hunt for Soul Rings and enter the forest to search for medicinal herbs.

This was the group's natural shield.

After all, seeing no news emerge from the ruins for so long, the two major powers would inevitably send people to investigate.

Spirit Beast Town was only a few hours' journey from the ruins, so it would certainly be a prime target for scrutiny.

With their established routine over nearly half a year, even if the innkeeper wanted to sell them out, he could find no suitable reason.

As for why they had not left immediately?

Heh, since the matter had nothing to do with them, why flee at