Hundreds of paper figures stared in the direction where Chen Fei and his companions had disappeared, slowly straightening up. The rouge smeared on their cheeks grew even more vibrant.
Hundreds of miles away, the outer layer of the gigantic sword blades around Chen Fei and his companions shattered, causing their speed to suddenly slow down.
Peng Huaitao and his companions didn't know what had happened, but they could see the change in Chen Fei's expression. Obviously, whatever had just occurred was significant, otherwise it wouldn't have affected Chen Fei so visibly.
However, Peng Huaitao and his companions didn't inquire further, afraid of disturbing Chen Fei.
Chen Fei remained silent, quickly forming hand seals to forcefully gather the shattered sword energy back together.
