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The three were, of course, Meng Zhao, Gu Sinan, and Yun Fei after disguising themselves.

Meng Zhao had followed the two as they rushed from place to place, wiping out two groups of Demon Venerable Hall traitors. He had also witnessed two fine shows.

From what he had seen and heard, the martial artists who had escaped were a mixed lot, and their martial arts varied greatly in strength. Yet without exception, they all underestimated the Demon Venerable Hall. They committed evil deeds along the way and exposed their whereabouts, allowing the Demon Venerable Hall's watchers and spies to discover them and bring calamity crashing down upon them.

As for the assorted treasures hidden by those two groups, Gu Sinan had allowed him to choose one.

But after looking through them, Meng Zhao had little interest. He politely declined, mainly because none of them caught his eye.

He planned to see whether he could obtain better treasures after this final group of traitors was killed.

That was why the three of them now trailed behind the bald strong man, concealing their presence as they watched his wicked deeds unfold.

Gu Sinan and Yun Fei had long since settled on a plan. As the bald strong man slowly approached the farm woman whose acupoints had been sealed, they struck at the same time. Their previously concealed auras erupted like heavenly thunder and earthly fire colliding, tearing through the air as two terrifying currents shot toward the bald strong man.

Gu Sinan moved like lightning, racing and flickering, leaving trails of afterimages in the air. His hands formed palm techniques—slapping, pressing, crushing, thrusting—as he gathered a vast surge of true qi like a mighty river in flood and drove it down upon the bald strong man.

His true qi took form, transforming