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"Fei Yu, Zhenren has agreed. He will let you—huh?"
Cha Yue stared at the empty, quiet room before her, her eyebrows drawing together slightly. She released her immortal perception to search the valley and its surroundings, yet she found no trace of him. The array she had set around the pavilion showed no sign of having been opened.
She walked slowly to the game controller on the floor and pondered for a moment. Afterward, she formed a series of signs, and a pale wave of qi rippled with her at the center. The Daoist art was meant to trace events by reversing their light, but even after some time, no image appeared within the room.
Wang Sheng's aura just kept fading until it was nearly impossible to sense.
Cha Yue murmured, "What is going on?"
A faint unease rose in her heart as she turned and hurried out of the pavilion.
Moments later, several streaks of light descended into the valley. Wensheng and a few of his junior martial siblings rushed into the room where Wang Sheng had been.
He vanished into thin air?
There were no traces or lingering auras. Even Wensheng's light-tracing technique couldn't get a response.
An elderly man paced before the portrait of the Three Pure Ones. He...
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