Outside Three Heroes Island.
Zhao Yi had been lurking near the northern cliffs, watching the great battle on Three Heroes Island without moving a muscle!
Only when a streak of escaping light flashed past did Zhao Yi use the Spirit-Piercing Dharma Eye. Recognizing that it was not Mo Wushi, he hurriedly ordered Guiwu to swim underwater and follow the light.
He continued waiting outside the island. He had to confirm whether Mo Wushi was dead. As long as that man lived, Linghua Island would be like prey watched by a venomous snake, and Zhao Yi would remain bound hand and foot in everything he did!
A dozen or so breaths later, a streak of blood-red light shot off the island and flew north. The familiar aura within it belonged to none other than Mo Wushi!
Zhao Yi grinned. The man really did cling tenaciously to life. He hurriedly concealed his aura, waited until Mo Wushi had flown far away, then swiftly followed!
He followed all the way to a reef dozens of li away!
Mo Wushi fell onto the reef, vomiting blood as his aura plummeted! Clearly, he had used a spell that damaged his body to escape, just like Zhao Yi's Boiling Blood Art!
He pulled several bottles of pills from his Storage Bag and, without even looking, opened them and poured their contents into his mouth! Then he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing!
Suddenly, a fierce wind howled. Mo Wushi opened his eyes as a flying sword struck. He gave a bitter laugh. The sword swept around once, and his head fell!
Zhao Yi revealed himself. Looking at the headless corpse and Mo Wushi's eyes, which remained open in death, he smiled faintly. "I told you I would send you three brothers to a