"I'm the mighty Sect Leader of Tianwaitian, yet I've been chased into such a sorry state. This is humiliating."
Ever since Wuxin had helped Tang Lian lure Angry Sword Immortal away, he had been running for days. Angry Sword Immortal seemed to have some way of tracking him and had followed him all the way.
After making a huge circuit, he had ended up bringing Angry Sword Immortal to the foot of Luolei Mountain, outside Qinyan City—the place where three experts from the Dark River and three elders of the Tang Sect had died.
He simply stopped running and bent down to examine the bodies.
"Why'd you stop running, kid?"
Angry Sword Immortal suddenly appeared nearby. Seeing that Wuxin had stopped, he halted as well.
Actually, though Wuxin was slippery enough that Angry Sword Immortal might not be able to kill him, there had been chances to stop him along the way.
But he had clearly sensed that Wuxin was leading him somewhere, so he had followed without letting on.
Now that Wuxin had stopped, he couldn't help asking out of curiosity.
Without even lifting his head, Wuxin shook his head helplessly. "The Tang Sect's Pear Blossom Needle in a Storm truly lives up to its reputation. But it's strange that three people were hit by it at the same time."
Angry Sword Immortal had only known there were six bodies below; he hadn't known who they were. After hearing Wuxin's words, he jumped down too.
Unlike Wuxin, who barely recognized anyone, he immediately recognized that the three people struck by the Pear Blossom Needle in a Storm were from the Tang Sect.
If Tang Sect members had died to their own hidden weapons, just how formidable must their opponent have been?
Moreover, he could clearly sense that although many