After the Floating Raft appeared, Barron threw a punch, used the force to leap aboard it, and never looked back.
It was a certainty—the certainty that those people behind him, who had just resorted to every possible means to capture him alive, would not dare attack him again.
His judgment was correct. Even if some people, carried away by emotion, still wanted to keep fighting, the others stopped them. Even if Barron had been acknowledged by the Tai Xuan Sect, he had not actually reached it or entered its gates yet, so they could still find an excuse to attack him.
But the Floating Raft was undeniably an item from the Tai Xuan Sect. Setting aside whether they could even damage it, what if they drew the Immortal here after attacking it?
In the end, the group on shore could only watch Barron ride the Floating Raft and vanish beyond their sight in the blink of an eye. Yet in that brief time, Barron, who had been so severely wounded that he could only lie sprawled on the raft, was already able to sit upright.
Just as he had displayed several times when he had been on the verge of death before.
"Six Vault Immortal Thief... what kind of technique is it?"
The people on the shore could not figure it out then, nor could those who received the report afterward.
Back when they had interrogated Feng Tianyang, quite a few people had learned the names of the Eight Wonders. But they had only learned the names. As for what the Eight Wonders he had not comprehended himself actually did, even Feng Tianyang himself knew only a tiny fragment.
After some people comprehended their wondrous arts, they had said a few things about them. Those few remarks were all Feng