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From a distance, Li Qing's mouth was bleeding, and his face turned ugly as he watched the blood-colored light streaking away.
After their last encounter, the devil cultivator had become much more cautious. Li Qing had not been there long before he was detected, and with his injuries not yet healed, he failed to stop the devil cultivator.
"Damn it, he's going to get away!" The middle-aged man lying on the ground was also bleeding from the mouth, struggling to get up.
Just then, they saw Lu Yi wrapped in the White Cloud Stance, streaking past faster than the blood-colored light.
Li Qing: "???"
The middle-aged man: "???"
Both stood stunned as Lu Yi vanished, falling silent.
They exchanged glances, each filled with bewilderment.
The middle-aged man spoke uncertainly, "…Did I just see Taoist Lu? That was him, wasn't it?"
