Chu Xisheng mused that this scene seems familiar; during the Coastal Nine-Grade Secret Realm, it was also a battlefield engulfed in blood mist.
"It's indeed not smoke clouds, but an illusion technique!"
Supreme Profound Sect Great Elder Wu Zhishang let out a cold harrumph: "A bunch of those who only know how to play tricks."
Yet, before the smoke and clouds spread, he proactively led a few disciples of the Supreme Profound Sect, retreating to the corners of White Jade Square.
Wu Zhishang really wanted to personally take down Chu Xisheng, but he was even more unwilling for his disciples to lose their lives in this mist.
Ween Zhiyi immediately wielded his sword, slashing towards the Deputy Chief of the Imperial Court "Blood Dripping Sword" Mu Mingqiu.
However, led by Mu Mingqiu, several Inner Palace experts suddenly vanished from where they were, their whereabouts unknown.
Ween Zhiyi's eyes narrowed: "Flying Body Trace?"
