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"": "On one side was the slope of Cloudmist Mountain, surrounded by woods, along with a fairly level clearing where the trees grew less densely.
In theory, it should have been difficult for anyone to hide here. Yet... Luo Bin saw a large number of people appear within his field of vision.
A moment later, Luo Bin understood: these people had been hiding in the corresponding hexagram positions.
Rewind could see through hexagram positions, but he did not use it constantly.
There were at least eight people around him, all looking exceptionally wary as they slowly approached.
One glance at their clothes told Luo Bin where these eight people came from.
Six Yin Mountain?
Every Taoist ground, abbey, and even underground palace had such distinctive clothing that their attire gave away their identities.
His heart thudded, and Luo Bin immediately realized that the People of Six Yin Mountain had come after Zhou Sanming.
He, however, was different. He wore ordinary hiking clothes, not a Tang Suit.
Thoughts flashed through his mind as Luo Bin considered his options. Why were these people lingering here in broad daylight instead of continuing to pursue Zhou Sanming?
The brand on Zhou Sanming's Yin Spirit meant that even death could never free him from pursuit.
Soon, the eight men surrounded him.
"You came here in those two vehicles?"
"Where are your companions?"
Most of these men were in their thirties or forties. The speaker had somewhat thick lips, narrow eyes, and particularly prominent cheekbones.
"Dead."
Luo Bin's expression did not change, though wariness appeared on his face as well.
His inward wariness was genuine, but the wariness he displayed was deliberately put on for these men.
Right now, he could not afford any mistakes.
These men certainly were not Six Yin