"Farewell, then!" Zhang Daoran and Xunkong Shangren watched Xiao Hua's retreating back and sighed inwardly. How could they not know that this fleeting glimpse had already revealed a corner of Xiao Hua's strength? The doubts they had each harbored about the breaking of the Yunshan Illusion Array had now been answered. However, the four had already discussed the matters ahead, so the two loudly summoned their disciples, cupped their hands toward Zhai Xingzi and the others, then flew into the sky and departed into the distance.
Xue Ping and the others emerged somewhat late. They deeply saluted in the direction Xiao Hua had gone, knowing with incomparable clarity that fate sometimes came to an end—and this was such a moment. Perhaps they would encounter other opportunities in the future, but their bond with Xiao Hua had ended here.
An extraordinary treasure-hunting gathering had now come to a perfect conclusion. Yet as Xiao Hua flew through the air, his heart still felt heavy, and that oppressive sensation, like dark clouds hanging overhead, refused to disperse.
But after he flew on in silence for the time it took to drink half a cup of tea, that ever-present heaviness abruptly vanished without warning. Even when Xiao Hua formed hand seals and investigated again, he found no trace of it.
Forget it... By now, how could Xiao Hua not know that someone had noticed him? Faced with a cultivator of such unfathomable abilities, Xiao Hua could only sigh softly. This Xiao has done everything possible to conceal his cultivation, yet I was still noticed. For now, I'll take one step at a time and see who is behind this!
Xiao Hua flew through the sky uneasily. In a distant place stood an elegant palace. Upon an ornate chair sat an inscrutable old man, his