Su Mo sped away with Lin Langtian, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Old Master Qi, what should we do?" An Nuan asked the emaciated old man.
"We must pursue them, of course! This fellow cannot escape the palm of my hand!" The emaciated old man sneered.
Yet the emaciated old man did not rush into pursuit, lest Su Mo spot them and stir up further trouble.
A short while later, once Su Mo had completely receded into the distance, the old man waved his hand and dozens of moths appeared before him.
Pitch-black and only the size of a finger, the moths fluttered in a circle around the area upon appearing, then streaked away like flashes of lightning in the exact direction Su Mo had departed.
"Let us go!"
With a call, the emaciated old man soared into the sky, following after the moths.
Though these moths were not formidable fierce beasts, they were an extremely potent tracking tool. As long as they had sensed Su Mo's aura, they could track him all the way.
An Nuan sighed and likewise followed after them.
Once the group departed, only a scene of ruins remained, while a large number of martial artists watched from afar not far away.
"The person dragged away just now seemed to be Lin Langtian of the Ten Thousand Venerables Ranking!"
"It was indeed him. I wonder who that white-haired youth is? To be so formidable as to capture Lin Langtian in a single move!"
"Need you even ask? That white-haired youth must undoubtedly be the recently skyrocketing Su Mo!"
"It seems the rumors are truly not false. This Su Mo is truly defying the heavens!"
Su Mo flew rapidly through the clouds with Lin Langtian. His speed was exceedingly swift, and in less than