Thousand Faces sank slowly to the bottom of the lake, his figure swallowed by the water.
This time, he did not hesitate.
He placed his real fake body here.
Then, with practiced movements, he began to construct a teleportation formation.
His caution had reached a level far beyond before. He did not rely on a single escape route. Instead, he found four different locations—four terrains with similar spiritual fluctuations—and deployed small teleportation formations in all of them.
Four decoys.
Four exits.
Yet the endpoint of all teleportation formations was the same.
A cave to the east of Netherfall Pass.
He did this deliberately.
To confuse perception.
To mislead divination.
Even if someone discovered that he possessed the Thirty-Six Supreme Celestial Fiend Methods, it would still be nearly impossible to locate his true fake body.
