Poor Show-off still did not know that he had already been toyed with in the palm of Master's hand.
Only mom saw through it all.
Tch. Yu Tong, oh, Yu Tong, what temper are you throwing now?
She would have to give her a proper lecture later.
Outside.
After Kong An and the others had been played back and forth three times, they had gone completely mad.
More than a hundred people scattered in every direction, practically razing everything within several li to the ground.
In the end, they still did not find so much as a shadow.
"What kind of method is this?"
"They appear out of thin air, then vanish into thin air... In the space of a moment, we've lost more than ten people. If this keeps up, who can endure it?"
"That brat from the Immortal Alliance really is sinister and cunning. No wonder Lu Yuanliang suffered such a huge loss in the Western Wasteland!"
"They retreat far too quickly, and every place they appear seems to have been calculated in advance. The moment our divine sense locks onto them, they immediately disappear!"
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, tell us what we should do now! If we let everyone scatter, we may very well be picked off one by one, but if we all gather together, those Golden Core Realm disciples cannot be fully protected!"
"Just now, even the Third Elder of our Supreme Gate was cut down with one slash by that Martial Path person!"
Zhou Jin's old eyes darkened, and he said with iron resolve, "In my view, that boy simply does not dare face us head-on. Now that Venerable Master Ji has bought us time, we should break out as quickly as possible and enter Southern Continent first!"
"As for those disciples, hmph... How could