The one-eyed Sin Cultivator led a group of fellow Sin Cultivators back the way they came, arriving at the base of the hillside and lying in ambush among the bushes, looking up.
Atop the secluded knoll, there were only four individuals.
Ji Qingbai and the other two were covered in bloodstains and still in meditation, healing their wounds, while the young Cultivator stood guard beside them with a vigilant expression.
"Not running away, just waiting to die here?" Diao Laosi sneered.
But the one-eyed Sin Cultivator furrowed his brow, "I'm afraid there might be a trick."
"Should we release our Divine Sense to check?" suggested a Sin Cultivator.
"They'll notice."
"There aren't any Foundation Building Cultivators; we can be careful and check."
"It's that kid, his Divine Sense is outrageously strong. If we use Divine Sense to spy on them, he will definitely discover us."
"How is that possible?"
"Would I lie to you?"
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