As soon as they were ready, Su Yao used her delicate hand to grip the hairpin and gently shook it twice towards the ground.
With a swish, the hairpin pulled the three underground.
Before they disappeared, a white lotus floated out from Bai Zhirui and sailed straight in another direction, carrying the scent of the three.
A few breaths later, seven or eight Nether Spirit Race cultivators landed where Bai Zhirui and the others had just been.
One of the Nether Spirit Race cultivators sniffed like a tracking dog, quickly locking onto the direction the white lotus had flown: "Over there, hurry and chase!"
The others either used divine powers or magical artifacts, swiftly pursuing the white lotus.
Then another four or five Nether Spirit Race cultivators arrived.
"Let's hurry and catch up, we can't let them get ahead." One of them began chasing anxiously as soon as he landed.
Before he could act, another blocked him.
"Wait!"
