"Indeed. This was far too contrived, and the direction it pointed him in happened to be the third level's exit. Shen Luo is meticulous, cunning, and resourceful. We can hardly guarantee he won't grow suspicious," Wu Luo said coldly, ignoring the horse-faced man's gaze.
"We did handle this rather poorly. What should we do next?" the black-robed youth asked, likewise ignoring the horse-faced man.
"Now that we've aroused his suspicions, we cannot make another move against him. Under the circumstances, we should first do everything we can to delay Che Qingtian and Yan Lie. With the Heavenly Puppet Immortal Venerable's legacy before him, Shen Luo won't stay here forever, even if he suspects something," Wu Luo said after pondering for a while.
"Very well. We can't let Che Qingtian get involved too, or things will become truly difficult," the black-robed youth said with a nod...
Seeing that the two had agreed, the horse-faced man snorted coldly and folded his arms across his chest, but raised no objection.
The black-robed youth waved a hand. A shadow enveloped the three once more, then dissipated. The next instant, all three had vanished without a trace.
Black light flashed in the air near a distant dune, revealing a black demonic eye. It silently dissolved into a wisp of black mist and drifted away.
Shen Luo sat cross-legged on the ground, his entire body wreathed in a layer of flame-like red light that insulated him from the ground's intense heat.
Through the Heavenly Demon Eye, he saw Wu Luo and the others depart using an escape technique, and his eyebrows rose slightly.
Wasn't flying escape supposed to be impossible here? How could those three do it? Shen Luo was greatly surprised. Could the black-robed youth possess some means of concealing himself from the restrictions