Su Han said no more. He quietly left the inn with Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao, blending into the night.
Heyang City was a vital transportation hub. Though guards stood watch at its gates, how could they possibly stop Su Han and the other two?
They easily avoided the patrols, reached the foot of the city wall, found a secluded spot, and leaped over the wall, leaving Heyang City behind.
Beyond the city lay a stretch of wilderness. The night was deep, with only moonlight spilling down to provide a little illumination.
The three did not dare let down their guard. They unfolded their movement techniques and raced southeast.
That was the direction of Qingyun Sect, and also the quickest route out of Incense Valley's sphere of influence.
Yet after they had traveled barely ten miles and arrived before a valley, Su Han suddenly stopped, his expression grave.
"What is it?" Bi Yao asked.
Su Han swept his gaze across the dark woods around them and said in a low voice, "There's an ambush."
The moment he spoke, countless torches flared to life around them, illuminating the valley as brightly as day.
Dozens of disciples clad in Incense Valley robes poured out from the forest, surrounding the three on all sides.
At their head stood none other than Li Fen, who had returned after leaving!
Behind him stood not only the two Nascent Soul Elders, but also an old Daoist in crimson robes with a withered face.
The old Daoist held a whisk in his hand. His eyes gleamed sharply whenever they opened and closed, and his aura was even stronger than Li Fen's!
"Heh, I knew you'd leave the city under cover of night," Li Fen sneered. "Let's see where you can run this time!"
Pointing at the crimson-robed