"I wonder which senior made the move?" Dao Nan asked as he walked out of the Taoist temple, looking disheveled.
Because of the fog, he didn't know what was happening outside, but according to Huang Yuanlong, someone with a cultivation level similar to Huang Yuanlong had saved them, so he spoke in the same way.
Jasmine, who was hiding far behind, ran to Li Ai's side, who had fallen to the ground, and shouted, "Thank you for your help, senior."
Huang Yuanlong's expression remained unchanged.
Before he came to hunt the Maple Leaf Banshee, he had already learned about the monster and knew that it could hide in the fog. Therefore, from the beginning, he used a footwork martial art that enhanced hearing called "sound location".
He simply hadn't expected that the banshee would discover them beforehand and hide in the most conspicuous oak tree, instead of coming out from the entrance of the Taoist temple like Chen Jing and the others had done when they first fought the banshee.
The motionless maple leaf banshee didn't hear anything, fine, but where is the spellcaster behind this dark curtain? Where is he?
Huang Yuanlong didn't hear a sound either.
Normally, most spells require chanting incantations. Even special types of spells like martial arts, which do not require incantations, mostly require corresponding actions to activate, such as swinging a sword or exerting force. It would be difficult for a person bound by iron chains to use most martial arts techniques.
"That fellow Daoist who helped us, could you come out and meet us?" Huang Yuanlong continued, "We only want the Maple Leaf Banshee's crown; the rest is yours."
"It seems this friend is unwilling to come out," Huang Yuanlong said calmly, though he remained vigilant. In the former Song Dynasty, it was common for scavengers and hunters to hunt each other.
He severed the Maple Leaf Banshee's head with a single sword stroke, and carrying her maple-leaf-like hair, placed it into a pre-prepared wooden box.
“Let’s go, let’s go through the Taoist temple and go back,” Huang Yuanlong said.
Including Zhang Taoying, who had just woken up and whose mind was blank, everyone followed Huang Yuanlong into the Taoist temple.
When passing by familiar dojos, Donan always felt as if something had suddenly disappeared.
But what is it? He's only been here twice. The first time was when he escaped from under the arena with Chen Jing and the others, and the second time was when he rushed in to avoid being whipped by the oak trees.
"There's a line of characters over there!" Jasmine suddenly pointed in a direction and shouted.
Dao Nan and the others all looked over, and there was a dilapidated wall with a line of words written on it in chalk:
Beware of the "angel"—it's hunting outside. Go home quickly.
The handwriting was crooked and messy, like a child's scribbles.
"Beware of angels..." Dao Nan, Zhang Taoying, and the others' gazes sharpened.
"Was it that senior who left behind?" Li Ai asked alone.
Huang Yuanlong looked at the handwriting: "This handwriting looks like it was written with the left hand, and the chalk writing looks like the markings that hunting groups often use... Could it be that the person who helped us is one of the three major hunting groups?"
"Because they were worried that our large numbers might cause them to have malicious intentions, they only helped secretly and didn't show themselves?"
"Angels, what are angels?"
He walked over, intending to examine it more closely.
Suddenly, as if a gust of wind had blown by, the chalk marks left behind were blown away like quicksand, disappearing without a trace.
"This..." Dao Nan and the others looked on in astonishment.
...
"I've got the Bagua mirror."
Chen Jing, walking outside the Taoist temple, played with the jade mirror and carefully placed it close to his body.
"Next, we need to go back to the arena. We must be wary of Mei Moke lying in ambush inside, as well as other dangers within."
"I hope they'll heed my warnings; this is all I can do..."
“I now have two paths to take, both of which carry their own dangers. One is to go through the underground passage of the arena, directly into the underground prison, and then leave through the previous window…”
"The danger of this path is obvious: it allows one to use zombies as vessels to attack others with spells like the 'Heart-Shaking Curse'."
"The second route is to return through the exit of the underground prison. Mei Moke didn't close the door when he left... But the problem is, Mei Moke, who has gone mad, seems to possess considerable wisdom. He might return there and ambush me."
"Damn, I just realized that the scene I saw when I asked about the serendipitous encounter started directly at the obelisk. The other fragmented scenes only pointed out that the ritual items I needed were all in the sealed area..."
"They didn't tell me which way to go at all!"
Chen Jing gave a brief analysis:
"The monster that possessed the zombie and attacked others with the Heart-Shaking Curse is unknown in terms of its level and abilities. It's also unknown whether it can see through noise and become invisible. However, the zombie itself is very fragile and easy to deal with."
"Mei Moke is a Qi Realm cultivator of the Heavenly Qi level. According to what I know, in the Celestial Dynasty, he can be called a 'Celestial Master,' able to ride the clouds and mist, transform his hands into fiery wings, fly high into the sky, and is also skilled in thunder magic..."
"But he didn't seem to use lightning magic against me, he only used a move called Snow Mist... Wait, could the so-called 'riding the clouds and mist' be that Snow Mist?"
"Could it be that being able to ride the clouds, transforming hands into fiery wings, and being skilled in lightning magic are all equally important, and one can only choose one, rather than having all of them?"
"There's too little information to analyze..."
"If I were to encounter Mei Moke again and be ambushed by him, without Mei Moke's own clear-headedness and help, I might just die..."
"But I only have one use left of the Dark Source, and I'm a little reluctant to use it here..."
After much thought, Chen Jing finally came up with an idea.
Returning to the exit beneath the previous arena, Chen Jing used a light illusion technique to create a humanoid phantom at the maximum distance in front of him.
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