Of course, Ji Yuan felt it was also possible that Fellow Daoist Zhu simply trusted him more. In any case, he could not possibly let Zhu Tingtao chase after the enemy alone.
Ji Yuan gave a light leap from the branches and rose into the air, following the trail of the two figures ahead—one pursuing, one fleeing.
The other party had been struck in the back by Zhu Tingtao's finger of mystic light. Though they had certainly been wounded, what level of cultivation did Zhu Tingtao possess? His cultivation was even slightly superior to Ju Yuanzi's. The enemy had not died outright perhaps because Zhu Tingtao wanted to keep them alive, but their immediate counterattack and successful escape showed that their cultivation was not much weaker than Zhu Tingtao's.
When Zhu Tingtao gave chase, he truly had few misgivings. Regardless of whether certain individuals within Immortal Mist Island had some minor complaints about Ji Yuan, Zhu Tingtao himself had already understood the dispositions of the four fellow Daoists during their joint artifact refinement. He trusted Ji Yuan greatly.
The one fleeing ahead was unknown—human or demon—but was certainly no good thing. Their purpose was either detrimental to Immortal Mist Island or detrimental to the Phoenix. Zhu Tingtao would never let them go.
"Wretch, what exactly is your purpose—"
As Zhu Tingtao shouted his question through transmitted sound, he formed a talisman with his hands and sent it flying as a streak of flowing light toward the horizon, using it to send word to Immortal Mist Island.
At a time like this, Immortal Mist Island would take even the smallest matter seriously. What was more, the other party knew quite a bit about this expedition of Immortal Mist Island: they knew the group was searching for the Phoenix, and they even