Several days later!
In the Tianyuan World, at the Black Market of Ghost Ridge Palace.
Inside a low house, Su Jie stepped out of the Ancient Mirror and quickly released a Reconnaissance Dragonfly from his sleeve.
Humming!
The Reconnaissance Dragonfly flew out of the house, circling in the air above the nearby buildings.
"Is there no one there?"
Su Jie raised an eyebrow, thinking about it, it made sense, as the disciples who were after him would have assumed that Su Jie had escaped from another location and wouldn't choose to stake out the original spot for two months. That was not persistence, that was stupidity.
He took out a mask from his Storage Bag and put it on his face, pulled his hood over, and stepped out of the house onto the streets of the Black Market.
Two months had passed, and the Black Market was even more desolate than when Su Jie had left.
The disciples on the road were few and far between, with a gloominess in their expressions.
