"Eh, why had that fellow suddenly stopped moving?" When cultivators controlled magical artifacts to fly through the air, they left behind mana fluctuations of varying strength. In places where spiritual energy was chaotic, those traces were easily washed away. In some places, the traces lingered a little longer. Naturally, trackers of different cultivation levels also differed in how keenly they could sense the lingering mana fluctuations in the air. Yet at this moment, the Yishui Twin Fiends, the three Daoists, and the two Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivators from Star Origin Palace following far behind could all clearly sense that familiar mana fluctuation lingering motionlessly in one spot.
"Who knows? Don't tell me we lost him. Let's go take a look." The young Daoist among the three wore an impatient expression. Drawing in a breath, he shot out from the group. "Even the Yishui Twin Fiends aren't afraid. Could it be that our guts are smaller than theirs?"
"Something's wrong. Retreat!" Compared to the Yishui Twin Fiends and the three Daoists, the two late-stage cultivators from Star Origin Palace were far more cautious. After exchanging a glance, both saw the grave unease in the other's eyes and rapidly retreated.
Whoosh, whoosh.
Several Fire Dragon Arrows tore through the air.
"Not good! That brat is trying to kill us?" The Yishui Twin Fiends cried out in terror as they flew backward. As for the three Daoists, when they saw the roaring fire dragons barreling through the sky, their overwhelming momentum seemed capable of destroying heaven and earth.
"Split up and run!" The oldest Daoist was the most experienced. His beard and hair scattered wildly in the wind, and his Daoist crown fell off amid the chaos. His immortal, otherworldly bearing vanished in an instant. But with their lives nearly lost, who