His eyes widened as he stared at the mysterious man who had stabbed him, unable to believe it.
"Y-you're... the Heavenly Secrets Hall Master! How are you here?"
The man removed the Bronze Mask from his face, revealing a handsome yet effeminate visage. A mocking half-smile curled at his lips. "My apologies. I am the master of Heavenly Secrets Hall, Murong Cang."
Murong Cang clutched his wound and coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood.
He struggled to his feet, intending to flee, only to find his entire body stiff. It felt as though his dantian had been filled with lead, leaving him unable to move a single step.
"You poisoned me..." He tremblingly raised his right arm. Flecks of green light emerged from his fingertips before fading away completely.
Murong Cang's eyes widened. "No! Impossible! I can't die here!"
He frantically circulated his cultivation technique, trying to suppress the abnormalities within his body.
The young hall master shook his head and sighed. "What a pity. The Corrosive Yuan Vein-Devouring Powder I refined can't even be resisted by experts of the Martial Emperor realm."
Murong Cang's eyes nearly split with rage. "So... you had colluded all along..."
The Heavenly Secrets Hall Master smiled. "Thanks to your guidance, we were able to find this hidden place so smoothly.
Lin Taichu had already fled far away, but matters were not so simple. He now had to find a force capable of sheltering him.
Lin Taichu raced across the rooftops, his robes snapping in the night wind.
The kill orders issued by three factions followed him like a shadow, while Qingyang City's rooftops became a winding path of escape beneath his feet.
When he leaped over the seventh gate tower, an eerie red glow suddenly spread across the horizon.
A crescent blood moon