If Chu Liezhao had not pointed him out through voice transmission, Li Miaotan would not have known which of the four men hidden in the woods by the road was Wen Siming.
All four middle-aged men were Venerables: two at the Seventh Turn, the remaining two at the Fifth Turn.
Even the weakest was on par with her.
Chu Liezhao placed his large hand on her back, and their auras linked as one, perfectly fused.
That was why they could thoroughly conceal their auras and deceive the four Venerables a mile away.
Otherwise, she felt that those four Venerables would already have noticed them.
"Should we make a move?" Even while transmitting her voice, she lowered it.
Chu Liezhao said, "Kill Wen Siming in a single strike, then leave."
"...Why not wait a little longer and look for an opportunity?"
Four Venerables—two Seventh Turns and two Fifth Turns. Making a move would be no different from courting death.
This truly was a trap.
Chu Liezhao said, "Two are from the Purple Heaven Jade Pavilion. The other two are not."
Through their auras, he had identified the four men as belonging to three separate groups.
Wen Siming and one Fifth Turn Venerable were from the Purple Heaven Jade Pavilion. He did not know the background of the other Seventh Turn Venerable, while the last Fifth Turn Venerable was from the Tianya Sword Sect.
Li Miaotan's bright eyes turned icy as she slowly said, "The Yuanzhen Emperor's handiwork?"
Chu Liezhao said, "The Tianya Sword Sect and the Purple Heaven Jade Pavilion are at odds. How could an ordinary person knead them together?"
"Damn it!" Li Miaotan cursed. "We should find people too!"
Chu Liezhao turned to look at her.
"Don't act yet," Li Miaotan transmitted. "Let Father send people over to deal