Night, outside Ghost Head Mountain.
A violet-robed figure was fleeing in a sorry state, occasionally throwing down a Dao-seal to block the enemies behind him.
Although he was in a sorry state, after a series of operations, the figure successfully escaped!
When he reappeared, the purple figure had already appeared in a river more than ten miles away.
His upper body emerged from the water, and his lower body disappeared. It was as if he had merged with the river water. It was very magical!
Zishan Daoist looked at Ghost Head Mountain with a complicated expression.
"That kid was right. The Four Symbols Sword Array that I have prepared for so long is far from enough to destroy Hanba!"
"If he didn't tell me what would have happened, I would have died in Ghost Head Mountain today."
"But what's the use of living? Hanba still hasn't been removed!"
"Now, we can only hope that he can really weaken Hanba's abilities."
