'Leave the pass...'
His Divine Sense swept over the mountains beyond the pass. Although he couldn't be certain if that old baldy was still lying in wait, given the stubborn nature of Buddhist Sect cultivators, a decade was merely the blink of an eye for a Foundation Establishment True Cultivator.
'Leaving the pass rashly would be no different from walking right into a trap.'
A cold glint flashed in Xu Yunfan's eyes.
He was all too familiar with the ways of these baldies. They appeared compassionate, but in reality, they were relentlessly persistent.
If he were to take even half a step out of Cold Crow Pass now, he would likely be ambushed instantly.
'The moment I set foot outside the pass...'
He could almost picture the scene: a sky shrouded in Buddha Light as Buddhist Magical Artifacts like the Vajra Pestle and the Demon-Slaying Pestle tore through the air toward him.
Those baldies had probably already laid a Heaven and Earth Net, just waiting for him to walk right into it.
