Fortunately, Mo Chen was confident that as long as he could activate those measures, he could take all three of them down.
Although his Evasion Technique had slowed after his injury, the Dustless Plain Beizi he had purchased earlier boosted it just enough to make up the difference in speed.
Mo Chen deliberately began adjusting his speed, allowing the bucktoothed man and the burly, stubbled man to catch up.
Outwardly, he wore a miserable expression, but inwardly, he was delighted.
Before long, three figures converged in a triangle, sealing off Mo Chen's retreat.
Mo Chen hovered in midair, his face slightly pale and his breathing ragged.
"Hahaha! Brilliant work, young master! With your Water Manipulation Art alone, you've driven this little bastard into running like a stray dog!"
The bucktoothed man in black laughed aloud at Mo Chen's bedraggled appearance, his eyes brimming with satisfaction.
"I told you to hand over the exotic beast and spare yourself some suffering. You brought this on yourself."
Mo Chen glanced around at their faces, all wearing expressions that said they had him in the bag, and suddenly found it rather funny.
"You little brat, you still dare to laugh? We'll send you on your way right now!"
But suddenly, Mo Chen crooked a finger, activating the Wind Binding Restriction and Immobility Talismans he had planted along the route. All three men froze in the middle of their opening moves.
"You mother—"
Before the rest of the curse could leave his mouth, Mo Chen gestured for them to be quiet and cast the Silencing Art, leaving all three unable to speak.
Then Mo Chen activated the backup to his backup, and a ring of light enclosed the three men.
It was Shen Lekang's Array Formation from earlier.
The sight of the Array Formation rising