Wuyi Mingzhi hesitated for a moment and did not follow Wisteria Sword Immortal, Su Qingxia, and the others in pursuit.
A Saint Sect elder turned back and asked with concern, "Does Young Master have any reservations?"
A trace of chill flashed through Wuyi Mingzhi's sinister eyes. "Since he proclaimed that he would bring more people, then let us grant him his wish!"
The old man froze. "Young Master means?"
Wuyi Mingzhi looked back in the direction they had come from. "Spread the news that he ambushed and killed Old Ghost Ji, and that he intends to hold Jiahe City against the entire Righteous Path Forces. Whether it is the Heavenly Wolf Sect or those old fools still watching from the shadows, it is time to stir them up and send them out of the mountains to make some trouble."
"Also make public the information Wisteria brought back. The charge of betraying one's own side and colluding with the Ancient Underworld Race will be enough to drive those forces with blood feuds against the Ancient Underworld Race completely mad!"
The old man was startled. He naturally understood Wuyi Mingzhi's intentions—he was clearly exaggerating and twisting the truth. But since the outcome was to be the encirclement and killing of Lu Feng, using a few schemes was only normal. He immediately prepared to accept the order and leave.
"Have Yue Yan handle this personally! Make sure the commotion is grand enough!"
The old man was startled again, then accepted the order and departed.
The chill in Wuyi Mingzhi's eyes deepened as he muttered, A disloyal dog is more detestable than an enemy.
Elsewhere.
Lu Feng ran south through the mountainous terrain. For over ten li, he did not see a single person. Looking at the gorge path ahead, he could not