With a soft thud, the Duobao Sect Master's figure halted as a blood-red long knife pierced through his chest.
A stream of light from his body entered the entrance of the blessed land and disappeared, while the Duobao Sect Master at the original spot's skin surface turned into wood grain patterns and finally transformed into an identical wooden puppet that was shattered by the long knife.
"The people from Duobao Sect are truly troublesome; these strange Magical Treasures keep coming one after another," he said.
"Don't pursue them; we must move immediately," Yu Ziqing muttered softly.
Glancing back, they saw that the Faceless Man had already organized everyone, and all the necessary items were packed.
They had grown accustomed to this routine of constantly moving and evading.
As soon as the Duobao Sect Master quietly emerged today, a powerful figure who had been watching him discovered him.
From that moment on, everyone started preparing to leave at any time.
