One of the female cultivators said, "My master had planned to enter seclusion here before, and Sister Feng was guarding the place. But now, my master has vanished without a trace."
The middle-aged fat man looked around. When he saw a pool of blood on the ground, his expression changed slightly. He muttered an incantation, formed a hand seal, and shouted, "Retrospective Image Shaping, arise!"
The pool of blood slowly rose into the air, spun where it stood, and transformed into a person—it was Feng Yi. Feng Yi held a pill in his hand and put it into his mouth. A moment later, a flicker of pain appeared between his brows.
Feng Yi then sat down cross-legged. Moments later, he turned into a cloud of blood mist, and Yan Chihuo appeared again. The middle-aged fat man had actually recreated the scene from that time. Yan Chihuo picked up Feng Yi's storage ring, put away Zihai, transformed into Feng Yi's appearance, and departed. The middle-aged fat man had actually recreated the scene from that time!
The middle-aged fat man's expression changed. "Senior Brother Feng was actually harmed by this junior. Report this at once. I'll pursue the murderer." With that, he rode his Escape Light and flew away. The remaining female cultivators hurried toward the residence of Jade Clear Hall's hall master.
Although Yan Chihuo had flown away as a streak of Escape Light, everyone who saw him recognized Feng Yi. Though they found it strange that Feng Yi's cultivation had dropped, they assumed he had deliberately concealed it. Thus, no one stopped him, and he left Jade Clear Hall without the slightest trouble.
In only a few moments, he reached the foot of the mountain. Then he heard the sound of wind pursuing him from behind, and his heart jolted.