In the mountain forest, the sinister man and the burly man looked around with utmost vigilance.
"Boss, where's that bastard! Damn it, An Qing was killed by him!" the burly man shouted angrily.
The sinister man's eyes were dark, "Shut up."
At this moment, his heart was also burning with anger. Originally, they thought that faced with a cultivator at the early-stage Foundation Establishment, they should easily overcome him, yet unexpectedly, their trio not only didn't gain any advantage, but also lost a companion.
They were the Blood Soul Trio, who had roamed the Yunxiao Mountain Range's many workshops for decades, and they had never suffered such a loss.
"What was that spell? The Teleportation Skill?"
"Not just the Teleportation Skill, but what is this method for concealing aura? Why can't we detect even a trace?"
The sinister man already had thoughts of retreat.
