"Someone's up ahead."
Dai Mubai lifted the carriage curtain, his right hand resting on his sword hilt.
Tang San sat in the first carriage. Blue Silver Grass stretched beneath its floor toward the rear, its vines enclosing Yu Xiaogang's aura before connecting to the carriage carrying the Six Monsters.
"How many?" he asked.
"Two Soul Masters. I can't tell their levels."
"Don't stop yet."
The driver heard the order and cracked his whip across the Soul Beast horses' backs. The two horses picked up speed, and the carriage lurched as its wheels rolled over stones.
Flender steadied Yu Xiaogang's wheelchair.
"Xiao San, let's stop and take a look. If they really are from Spirit Hall, charging ahead will only let them catch up."
"They're already chasing us."
Tang San closed his eyes, extending his Purple Demon Eye's perception outward through the Blue Silver Grass.
Two auras were closing fast, two hundred paces behind the carriage. Neither pursuer had released a Martial Soul or called out, yet their footsteps made almost no sound.
"Zhao Wuji, go to the rear carriage."
Zhao Wuji pushed aside the curtain and went out.
"Want me to stop them?"
"Protect everyone first. Don't leave the Blue Silver Grass's range."
"Got it."
Zhao Wuji landed behind the carriage, Soul Power rising around him. A bowstring twanged in the woods to the rear. An arrow skimmed past a wheel and buried itself in the road ahead.
Dai Mubai lifted the curtain and was about to jump out.
Tang San raised a hand to stop him.
"Don't chase them."
"They attacked us."
"It was only one arrow. They're trying to force us to stop."
Tang San raised his right hand. Blue Silver Grass emerged from beneath the carriage and curled along the road toward the arrow. The moment a