After his body was sliced in two, his upper torso was flung a great distance, while his legs took two more steps before collapsing.
The moment Wu Qiuyuan cried out, Su Mu knew it was all over.
'Failure on the verge of success!'
Without the slightest hesitation, he drew his saber and cut Wu Qiuyuan in half at the waist with a single slash.
He didn't even look back to see the result of his strike, already streaking toward the exit of the military camp.
"Go!"
SNAP!
Shi Ziran broke the ropes binding him and sprinted desperately after Su Mu.
Xu Chongyuan, Zhong Guizheng, and the others didn't hesitate either, all running for their lives.
By the time the demon guide reacted, they were already dozens of yards away.
"Taiping Captains? They're Taiping Captains!"
The demon guide let out an enraged roar.
The liaison from the Pure Land Sect was dead—a grave dereliction of his duty.
"Seize them!"
The demon guide shouted.
By now, Su Mu had already burst out of the camp.
