Fleeing the Forest, Urgently Breaking Through Restrictions, Refining Treasures, Condensing Nascent Soul, Initiating Spirit Transformation

"Ow!"

In the dense forest in the distance, Yan Lu and Yang Ren flickered into view amid seven-colored rosy light. They landed in a rush, slamming into a large bluestone, weak and thoroughly disoriented.

Ignoring the depletion of his True Essence, Yang Ren immediately waved the Primordial Banner. A faint halo spread outward, completely concealing the auras of the two beneath the tree shade.

The night wind swept through the leaves with a rustling hiss, but neither paid any attention to the surrounding movement. They hurriedly sat cross-legged, swallowed an entire bottle of pills in one gulp, and began frantically restoring their True Essence.

Yang Ren's eyes were filled with lingering terror. As he circulated his cultivation technique to restore his True Essence, he could not help muttering, "Just how did that guy do it?"

"We nearly fell into his hands just now. The suppressive force of that Purple-Gold Divine Mountain is way too wicked."

Yan Lu rubbed his throbbing Taiyang. Thinking of the Divine Fire Staff he had left behind in Chenliu City, his heart ached so badly he grimaced, his brows twisted into a knot. "Didn't we use the Primordial Banner to conceal all our auras? Not even a trace of fluctuation leaked out. How did he still find us?"

Yang Ren's face darkened. Shaking his head, he formed a simple scouting seal with his fingertips. Only after confirming there was nothing unusual nearby did he let out a breath. "I don't know. Maybe he caught some other flaw when you threw out the Divine Fire Staff. That man's spiritual senses are far too sharp—more absurd than any cultivator we've ever seen. We'll have to be more careful from now on."

Yan Lu let out a heavy sigh, his voice full of anguish. "But he took my Divine