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Xiao Jing recalled for a moment before saying, "The old Taoist priest looked to be over sixty years old, tall and thin, with snow-white long hair and beard, appearing like a venerable immortal. He ran so quickly that he disappeared with Fang Yun in the blink of an eye. Worried about Fang Yun's safety, I immediately called the police..."
"Where was my sister captured by the old Taoist priest?"
"Right beside that tree..."
Xiao Jing pointed to a large tree forty or fifty meters ahead.
Fang Bai nodded and hurried to the large tree, where he sensed two lingering traces of energy fluctuations.
Among the two traces, one was strong and the other weak, the weaker of which Fang Bai recognized immediately—it was his sister Fang Yun's.
The other, stronger trace, foreign and formidable, must belong to the "old Taoist priest" mentioned by Xiao Jing. Fang Bai surmised that the old Taoist priest's cultivation level was definitely not inferior to the Profound Level.
