"Understood."
Old Zhu and his companion solemnly nodded and quickly followed.
Tang Qianzang stayed at the entrance to prevent the cloaked figure, who claimed to be a member of Creation, from escaping through the Teleportation Gate.
Glancing around, Tang Qianzang suddenly frowned, his instincts telling him something was amiss.
"Hmph..."
The eyes hidden under the hood of the cloaked figure showed a hint of impatience; behind him, Old Sun and his companion were incredibly fast and not far behind him.
If he continued to tangle with these weakened warriors, he would soon be caught up by them.
He needed to speed up.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he turned his hand, revealing two metallic orbs resting in his palm.
"Smoke Escape!"
Bang!
Bang!
Two clouds of thick smoke exploded from the ground, quickly shrouding the cloaked player's figure.
"Little trick!"
