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Old Man Mu had made the unprecedented choice to take the initiative and save someone. Even at a moment like this, his mind remained clear: it was impossible to drag the Dragon King back, but there was still time to drag the enemy down with him.

He charged at Deng Yuanlei and the shadowy figure.

All four of them plummeted. Gu Shenwei hit the ground first, unable to tell how high they had fallen. The impact was heavy enough to leave both feet numb. He estimated the trap was at least three or four zhang deep.

The two assassins landed next. Having been prepared, they touched down almost soundlessly.

Old Man Mu came down last. Not a sound had come from him. His martial arts might have been the weakest of the four, but his Lightness Skill was the best.

Thanks to Old Man Mu, Deng Yuanlei and the other man did not dare attack recklessly. Gu Shenwei gained the chance to shift his position, and soon all four of them were completely swallowed by darkness.

Gu Shenwei had experienced this before. Every time, he had used the Death Sutra to investigate the life force around him, and instead gained the advantage.

He gently lowered his saber and gripped the hilt of his sword. Even such a simple movement might alert his opponent, and an attack could descend at any moment, yet Gu Shenwei could not enter a meditative state.

It was like a life-saving golden pill stored away for years, only to turn into powder when finally taken out. Gu Shenwei's heart sank involuntarily, and for the first time in many years, he felt a trace of panic.

The attack came from the front right. His vigilance remained intact, so he drew his sword and counterattacked. As before, he