"Pass down the order."
His voice was low.
"All elders outside must return at once. Seal the mountain gates for one hundred days. Also."
He paused.
"Send someone to investigate Gu Sheng's whereabouts."
The First Elder looked up in shock.
"Holy Lord, isn't that traitor being pursued by Qinghe Holy Land?"
"Just do as you're told!"
Gongsun Wuji swept his sleeve, shattering a bronze incense burner thirty feet away.
Ash drifted from the furnace, forming a hazy character for "Heaven" in the air before vanishing in an instant.
A thousand miles away, at the border of Qinghe Holy Land.
Two figures sped through the dense forest. The young man in front had an ordinary face, yet his eyes shone as brightly as stars.
Behind him followed a carefree-looking youth, the wine gourd at his waist clinking as it swayed.
"Brother Gu, why don't we rest awhile?"
Ling Xiao wiped away his sweat.
"Those old geezers can't catch up anymore."
Gu Sheng did not slow down. His fingers formed a hand seal, and his aura abruptly fell from Earth Palace Mid Stage to Qi Refining Perfection.
When he turned his head, his features had already changed into those of an honest farmer.
"Qinghe Holy Land's Thousand-Mile Soul-Locking Incense can track us for three days. Hold on for another half day, and we'll reach the Blackwater River."
"Your Disguise Technique is truly incredible."
Ling Xiao clicked his tongue.
"It can even alter the aura of your divine soul. No wonder you escaped the encirclement of the Seven Great Holy Lands."
A shadow filled Gu Sheng's eyes.
"Move."
"There's a city ahead."
Ling Xiao suddenly pointed into the distance.
"Should we go gather some information?"
Gu Sheng hesitated for a moment before nodding.
"You disguise yourself and go in. I'll wait outside the