"Let's first figure out how to leave safely."
After saying that, Cang Yun headed straight for the big-headed doll. Among the three oddities, he had found the big-headed doll to be the weakest.
"Since that's the case, let's have a proper little game. Both of you, come at me together."
Hong Batian crooked a finger at the two nearby, while Zayik and Bal Rakshasa revealed cruel smiles.
"Since the Third Young Master has requested it, we would be disrespectful to refuse."
Bal Rakshasa gave a bloodthirsty smile, then pointed his right hand at Hong Batian. In an instant, six flashes of sword light streaked forward, charging to kill Hong Batian.
Zayik, meanwhile, raised both hands before his eyes. From his ten slender fingers shot ten transparent threads invisible to the naked eye.
"Hmph, Phantom Seven Hands, Phantom Lake."
An incomparable aura erupted from Hong Batian. Then, his right hand carved out layer upon layer of afterimages as it slammed viciously onto the lake's surface. In an instant, ripples spread across the entire lake, and Hong Batian's body vanished.
"What are you staring at? Hurry up and go!"
The next instant, Hong Batian appeared before Hong Yue, grabbed the onlooking Hong Yue, and shot off into the distance. In the blink of an eye, they had vanished without a trace.
"The Third Young Master is truly cunning. But... I rather like this feeling."
Zayik let out a series of exceedingly eerie laughs, and then his figure disappeared.
"Are we not going to do anything about him?"
Watching the scenery around them rapidly recede, then looking at Hong Batian sprinting at top speed, Hong Yue spoke softly.
She had overheard the two of them talking earlier, and it seemed there was some connection between them. Was Hong Batian really just going to