After relocating the Ghost Head Infant, Qi Fengyun waved his hand to lift the curse from the children in the city, then without stopping, flew straight north.
Chu Jin and the nine others followed, transforming into streams of light as they hurried to catch up.
From start to finish, no more than ten breaths passed, and only the array flags shimmered faintly, obscured by their blinding technique, ensuring the city folk likely remained unaware of what transpired.
"So dazzling!" Lu Zheng exclaimed in admiration.
Shen Ying shook her head with a smile, "I reckon that Ghost Head Infant never expected to be discovered."
"That's because he's too arrogant," Lu Zheng sneered, "How did he manage to live peacefully until now with such a personality?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Zheng suddenly felt a tightness in his body, as if something had glanced at him.
