Chu Mo chuckled, his body flashed, as he bypassed the two disciples of Heavenly Sword Mountain, vanishing in front of them.
"Where is he?"
"Why is he gone?"
"Did we hallucinate?"
"How could that be? I saw him clearly just now!"
The two poor disciples from the Heavenly Sword Sect, with stupefied expressions, looked around, utterly nonplussed.
They glanced at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. Simultaneously, they exclaimed, "Did we just see a ghost?" Their entire bodies shivered, their faces turned pale..
However, they immediately heard an earth-shattering roar from the direction of the sect.
"This voice... doesn't it sound like our Master?" one disciple remarked.
"I also think... it sounds like our Master!" the other replied.
"What should we do now?
