No one can be certain about the future.
If Luo Bang, the Blood Blade Taoist, and others escaped this time, what about a hundred and eighty years later?
"I hope you can still be alive by then, then and only then, would I let you know why you're running today," the puppet body whispered in its heart, with no intentions of pursuing them because its soul force had not fully recovered.
At present, the puppet body was only equivalent to the strength of the sixth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Given its limited power and the risk involved in employing such a treasured entity as the soul to hunt down dangerous figures like Luo Bang, the chase was deemed too risky and not worth it.
Being able to scare Luo Bang away had already achieved Su Yu's purpose.
However, Su Yu wasn't aware that Luo Bang wasn't merely scared away; he had been scared out of his wits.
He would probably detour around Cang Mountain whenever he passed by in the future.
