No… Still no...0

Wang Sheng made his way along the undulating treetops of the mountain forest, constantly chasing after the figures who had rushed out of the Daoist canon repository. Maximizing his late-stage Seed Formation Realm, he pushed his Seven-Star Footwork to its utmost limit as he pursued two groups in succession, yet he failed to detect anything unusual.0

Several Daoist masters almost pinned him down as well, mistaking him for an infiltrator.0

When he heard the long whistle from Gao Shixing summoning him, Wang Sheng barely managed to catch up with the third group. After confirming that their aura matched the techniques of the sect, he immediately turned and rushed toward where Gao Shixing's whistle had come from.0

Intense fluctuations of primal qi filled the area, and flames within the forest soared toward the sky. Unfortunately, Wudang's Daoist arts were not particularly adept at controlling fire. 0

A powerful pressure suddenly enveloped the vicinity. Yuan Pu Zhenren shot into the sky above the battlefield like a sharp sword suspended between heaven and earth.0

Figures darted out from the surrounding bushes. When they saw the Daoist arts that the three attackers were using against Gao Shixing, they immediately launched a coordinated assault.0

"Keep them alive! Find out which sect they belong to!" Yuan Pu Zhenren coldly exclaimed from the air. "How dare you burn...0