"Enough data has been gathered. We can end this."
"I'll go deal with the traces."
"Be cautious."
"Don't worry."
One of them answered, took a step forward, and suddenly dissolved soundlessly into a mass of gray liquid that shot toward the people still fighting inside the temple.
As it drew near, the liquid rapidly dispersed into countless gray insects like grains of sand, swarming densely toward the Black Feather Tiger and the three Inner Strength Realm Martial Artists.
Several terrified screams rang out.
Then everything fell silent.
The gray insects flew back to their original spot and reassembled into a tall humanoid figure, which gave the other person a slight bow.
"Cleaned up. The new product has quite a nice taste."
"Good. Let's go."
The other person casually glanced toward a distant direction, then turned around. His body abruptly broke apart into countless grains of black sand, which fell to the ground and vanished.
The one left behind looked in that distant direction as well, then followed suit, his body disintegrating into gray sand and melting into the earth.
Only after the two had left did a grim-faced middle-aged man emerge from the heaps of shattered walls and rubble.
"Them again... the Qinghe Sect...! They were the ones who seized the replica Longevity Wheel before as well. What exactly are these people trying to do? Have they gone mad?"
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Red Bend Temple had vanished. It was said that a Mist Zone monster had charged in and utterly destroyed it. To encircle and kill that Mist Zone monster, the town's government office had supposedly joined forces with the New Martial Alliance and dispatched several expert hall masters. Even so, they had paid the price of three dead and one injured before finally killing it.
Lin Mansion.
Noon, in