"Young Master, they've all escaped. What should we do?" a Level 6 Martial Spirit next to Tu Qiang asked.
"We... run too!" Tu Qiang said after a moment's hesitation.
Then, the remaining fourteen Level 6 Martial Spirits surrounded Tu Qiang and rushed toward the edge of the forest.
'Hmph, so you've finally made your move...'
Chu Qingyun's figure flickered. He gave up chasing the others and went after Tu Qiang and his men.
If Tu Qiang and his men had stubbornly held their ground until dawn, Chu Qingyun really would have been at a loss.
But since they were on the move, things became much simpler.
"Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine!"
Ten vines shot out from the darkness behind Tu Qiang's group, emitting a hair-raising sound as they sliced through the air.
A Level 6 Martial Spirit was caught, instantly yanked to the ground, and dragged into the darkness behind them.
"Forget him! Keep moving forward!" Tu Qiang commanded, his eyes turning vicious.
