"Pu!"
Martial Uncle Mo crawled out of the hole, looking disheveled. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked towards the Patrol Heaven Envoy behind Lin Yun with both shock and anger, incredulously saying, "You managed to stop me? You actually dare to stop me?"
He fled not because he knew of Lin Yun and the Patrol Heaven Envoy's identities, but purely to avoid taking risks.
A Grandmaster of Huajin, the third realm of martial arts, is able to sense fortunes and disasters and thus seek gains while avoiding risks. As a cultivator of the eighth realm, he naturally had a much stronger sense of such things. When Lin Yun and his party concealed their breaths, he sensed nothing.
But just now, he had suddenly felt a terrifying premonition. He realized the danger was with Lin Yun and his group, and so he made the snap decision to leave immediately.
