The three exchanged bewildered looks. None of them had weak divine sense, especially the middle-aged man leading them, who was at the foundation establishment middle stage. Yet Ye Han had actually escaped right under his nose?
The three had unleashed every divine ability and treasure they possessed, beating Ye Han into scurrying away with his hands over his head, only for him to vanish...
How could they believe this?
The middle-aged leader gritted his teeth and cursed, "We can't let him escape back to the Azure Profound Sect! We have to find him."
Indeed, Ye Han was a disciple of the Azure Profound Sect. Once he escaped back there, finding another opportunity like this to kill him would be far too difficult.
They had surrounded him without alerting him this time, catching him unprepared with a carefully laid plan. Such an opportunity was already exceedingly rare.
Besides, the cult master had issued an absolute order: they had to kill that damned Ye Han and avenge the Young Cult Master!
Now that he had escaped, how were they supposed to answer to the cult master?
The dark-faced man and the female cultivator exchanged a glance, their faces turning deathly pale.
The female cultivator frowned. "Where did that sly brat run off to? Does he have some treasure for escaping?"
The dark-faced man said helplessly, "It's our fault for being too careless. We actually let him get away. Now we're in trouble. How are we supposed to explain this to the cult master?"
As they spoke, both turned toward the middle-aged cultivator leading them, waiting for his decision...
The middle-aged cultivator gritted his teeth and said coldly, "That brat can't have gone far. We'll split up and pursue him! We must catch him! Send word immediately if you find anything!"
Then he