Wind and snow howled across the sky. Visibility on the ice plains was abysmal, and the biting wind swept up flurries of snow, blurring every trace in the surroundings and providing perfect cover.
Lin Chen's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's. Watching the blizzard ahead intently, he held Su Qingyuan and Yue Huaxi by the hand and kept moving, weaving swiftly between frozen ravines and snowy ridges as he deliberately chose rugged, complicated terrain.
Since Spirit Hall's covert scouts had already set their sights on them, they would certainly follow in secret, perhaps even contacting nearby Spirit Hall Soul Masters to encircle them. If they could not shake their pursuers quickly, being caught in an encirclement on these exposed ice plains would leave them in a hopeless position.
"Lin Chen, are those shadows still following us?" Yue Huaxi stayed close beside him. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda glimmered faintly as she constantly maintained its enhancements and barrier against the cold, her voice carrying a hint of gravity.
Su Qingyuan remained alert as well, her lively eyes scanning the wind and snow behind them. Her Soft Bone Martial Soul had already silently possessed her body, ready to meet any sudden attack.
"They are. They've kept their distance the whole time and don't dare approach rashly. They're probably waiting for reinforcements," Lin Chen said in a low voice, driving his Life Blue Silver Martial Soul to its fullest as he sensed the fluctuations of life around them.
The sinister Soul Power auras of Spirit Hall's covert scouts stood out sharply amid the pure ice energy. They kept trailing several miles behind, and even when the three deliberately increased their pace, their pursuers stayed close on their heels.
Ordinary methods would never shake them completely.
Lin Chen's gaze darkened slightly as