Chen Jing contemplated the forms of water and fire within his Ancestral Aperture.
In an instant, the boundless sea of blood became hazy and unreal, no longer without trace to follow. Chen Jing raised a hand and formed a Prairie-Fire Seal, facing Blood River Ghost Envoy directly.
Chen Jing borrowed force from his palm.
He grabbed Sha Lifeng by the collar, leaped like a crane, swept out of Jiayue Brothel, and shot toward the distant rooftops.
A thread of flute music had barely begun.
Yet Chen Jing and Sha Lifeng had already broken free from the encirclement of the Grand Commandant's Residence and the Underworld Mansion. With several more bounds, they vanished into the distance.
Blood River Ghost Envoy watched their receding figures and could not help muttering:
"Well now, how long has it even been?"
"That brat's spiritual strength has actually advanced by leaps and bounds. How is that possible?"
Then he looked at Jade Flute Ghost Envoy beside him, flute held crosswise in her hand. He strongly suspected Su Lingyi's slow movements had been deliberate.
But that did not matter.
Because the treasure map was already in hand.
Blood River Ghost Envoy looked toward Zhang Tiantu and grinned.
"Grand Commandant Zhang would not go back on his word and grow fat from it, would he?"
Zhang Tiantu clenched the treasure map tightly in his hand and laughed heartily.
"How would Zhang dare deceive the two Ghost Envoys?"
"We shall naturally work together with one heart and seek the treasure together!"
Sanhe Town.
The small courtyard where Sha Lifeng was staying.
Chen Jing asked:
"How was it? Did you see the treasure map clearly just now?"
Sha Lifeng patted his chest.
"Close enough."
"Then put your specialty to use and draw it out."
Sha Lifeng nodded.
"That will naturally