Movements of All Parties, Wind Thunder Hall

Two days later, outside a valley in the Inner Hall.

After a flash of golden spiritual light, a Bearded Man appeared at the entrance to the valley.

This man, whose cultivation had already reached the Golden Core Sixth Layer, wore a face full of panic. Having just run out of the valley, he did not even have time to determine his bearings before flying into the distance without looking back, as though something formidable were chasing him from behind.

Not long after the man left, several more evasive lights flew out of the valley. The leader was exceptionally handsome. Looking at the Bearded Man fleeing in panic not far ahead, a trace of mockery appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Junior Brother Qiu, that fellow is about to get away. Let's chase him!"

Hearing the reminder from a fellow Golden Core Cultivator beside him, Qiu Wuxin shook his head slightly. "You needn't act. Leave this man to me.

"We've been in here for so long, yet I haven't had the chance to stretch my limbs. Before entering Wind Thunder Hall, I should let these people know that some places are not meant for them to enter."

After saying this, Qiu Wuxin took out a High-tier Talisman and stuck it onto himself. Then his entire body vanished from where he stood.

Before the people beside him could discover where he had gone, a Late Golden Core Stage Elder among them fixed his gaze upon the fleeing man in the distance.

Following the elder's gaze, the others discovered that, in only a moment, Qiu Wuxin had already caught up to a point not far behind the Bearded Man. His flight speed far surpassed the latter's.

"Could that have been a Grade 3 Mid-grade Warm Wind Swiftness Talisman that Senior Brother Qiu