The two of them simultaneously recalled Ling Zhuo's warning that Yao Qinyu must not be allowed to leave. Their movements did not slow in the slightest because of the sudden turn of events.
Their soul power merged in an instant, followed by a tidal wave of energy sweeping forth with a thunderous roar. The air shattered inch by inch wherever it passed. Just as the attack was about to strike him, Wei Jiangyuan's body trembled like a phantom, seemingly slipping nimbly out of its path.
The gray mist of Mist Mountain churned violently as Wei Jiangyuan's brow lit up. More black smoke seeped from his pores, condensing behind the two of them into dozens of afterimages that were impossible to distinguish from the real thing. Just as Ling Luo and Ling Yu moved to pursue, each was lured away by the deliberately exposed soul fluctuations from three of those afterimages. Amid the booming crashes of shattered rocks, Wei Jiangyuan's true body had already used the recoil to leap into the deepest part of the dense fog.
Watching Wei Jiangyuan and Yao Qingyu depart, Ling Zhuo's expression instantly darkened like iron.
"Ling Luo, Ling Yu, the two of you immediately head to the foot of the mountain and seal off every route out of Mist Mountain!" Ling Zhuo's shout exploded with soul pressure. "Everyone else, surround the mountain and search with me!"
He then turned back to Cao Ying and Dan Chen. "I'm very dissatisfied with your performance just now. If you keep that attitude later, don't blame me for turning hostile!"
There had only been one perfect chance to capture Yao Qingyu. If she escaped even after they had made such a huge commotion this time, not only would their operation be stalled once again, but she and her companions