Wu Xinghuai smiled slightly, "We don't want your place, we just want to know where that person went?"
The young man raised his head and pointed, "Well, when he saw me coming, he hurriedly walked in that direction. It seemed that he was about to leave the swamp. I didn't drive him away..."
Wu Xinghuai nodded slightly towards him, "Don't worry, we are just looking for him, why bother telling him how long he has been gone?"
"About half an hour or so. I think his steps seem to be injured..." The young man seemed to be completely relieved and raised one leg to rest on the tree.
Everyone frowned and asked strangely: "What does half an hour mean?"
The young man patted his head and said, "Oh, it's only two quarters of an hour..."
Wu Xinghuai laughed secretly in his heart, and after thanking him quickly, he turned to look at Chen Gong, "Now that my clues have been proven to be true, can you give me the rest?"
Chen Gong frowned slightly and thought to himself that this sounded true, but he still had to be cautious, "Although there are clues, we haven't found the person yet, and it's hard to judge the authenticity..."
At this point, he looked at Chen Guang and continued: "What do the deacons and elders think?"
Chen Guanglue pondered for a moment, then clasped his fist towards Wu Xinghuai and said: "Now that we have traced this point, there is no rush. We should be able to catch up in two quarters of an hour. Please help us continue to catch up..."
"Forget it, then you guys should follow quickly..."
As soon as the words fell, a dozen people chased towards the edge of the swamp and quickly disappeared from sight.
This young man had regrets. He looked at the pair of footprints that were deeper than the others, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You are too young to play tricks on me..."
After saying that, he released his spiritual power, scooped up the entire package of mud containing these footprints, and then placed it along their previous route.
After some inspection, he carefully erased any traces that should not have appeared. As soon as he finished doing this, he found someone chasing him, and he started pouting again, "Why are there so many people passing by today? Is there a treasure out there?"
Dozens of people from the Tiangong Sect looked at him briefly, with a hint of sneer in their hearts, and then hurriedly followed the footprints without saying a word.
After they left, Zeng Yourui cut down the big tree and moved the footprints at both ends to prevent reinforcements from catching up with them.
After dealing with this, he smiled slightly, rubbed his hands, and flew out dozens of feet with one step, "Now there's something good to watch..."
As the troops from Tianbao Pavilion continued to arrive, they were organized in an orderly manner and began to disperse around the formation.
Yanliang's telepathy spread out, observing the situation in the swamp, and communicating with the two of them through voice messages from time to time.
At this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Luo Qian and the three elders of Tiangong Sect, "The show is about to begin, it's your turn..."
After saying that, he took Yue'er and Yun'er's little hands and said, "I'll take you two to the theater..."
Chen Xuan led dozens of people, and Luo Qian led three elders. They smiled one after another and followed closely behind.
Deep in the swamp, a phantom was running wildly with a long sword in hand. That direction was exactly the direction that dozens of people from the Tiangong Sect were chasing.
Looking at the poisonous beast that was getting closer and closer, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the figure slowly dissipated.
The poisonous beast that was chasing after it was stunned for a moment, and then let out a shocking roar, and the mist in the entire swamp started to move strangely.
Its huge body instantly merged into the fog, rolled violently and rushed forward. The fog suddenly became thicker along the way.
Dozens of people from the Tiangong Sect suddenly discovered that the footprints had disappeared, and their pursuit speed slowed down. They were confused when they heard a huge roar.
Although the group of people were all experts, they couldn't help but become a little nervous when they heard this loud roar, "This sound seems to be closer than us..."
"It seems that they must have angered the more powerful poisonous beasts in the depths..."
Luo Cheng showed a sneer on his lips and continued: "Maybe we don't have to do it ourselves now..."
Then they began to move forward slowly, hoping to wait until both sides would be affected by the war.
But little did they know that the Tianbao Pavilion group had already changed direction and were almost reaching the edge of the swamp.
After a while, the poisonous mist in the swamp became extremely thick and was drawn to flow.
Many landmark scenes were shrouded in thick poisonous fog and traces were lost.
Wu Xinghuai led them faster and faster. Looking at the increasingly clear footprints under his feet, he soon discovered a figure on the edge of the swamp.
The figure was extremely weak, with a pale face and extremely unstable aura. It was stumbling away towards the swamp.
"That's the Young Pavilion Master, we finally found it..."
The dozen people in Tianbao Pavilion seemed a little excited and hurriedly chased after them. After the two parties met and exchanged pleasantries, they quickly fled towards the swamp.
But not far away, they hit an invisible protective barrier. After a moment of surprise, everyone attacked the formation, but the attack only caused a ripple on it.
Many people's faces became extremely ugly, because this was definitely not Tianbao Pavilion's method, and it meant danger if it was not their own.
Chen Guang's face was solemn and he said hurriedly: "This is a fifth-level composite formation..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold snort suddenly rang out: "Huh, you do have some eyesight. You will not escape death today!"
Then the formation slowly changed, revealing the figures of Luo Qian and the three elders. There seemed to be figures beside them that had not yet been revealed.
The faces of the dozen or so people in Tianbao Pavilion changed greatly, and Chen Geng, the mission elder, shouted angrily: "You, are you going to start a sect war?"
Luo Qian looked at them coldly and sneered: "This place has been trapped by our formation. Who knows if we will kill you? Besides, as long as your young pavilion master dies, we have nothing to fear from the war!"
Chen Gong's eyes were cold, "How do you know the Young Pavilion Master is here?"
Luo Qian laughed loudly and said, "Haha, our sect leader personally took action, what doesn't he know?"
Having said this, he turned his head slightly and said to the people around him: "Let's work together to deal with them first..."
As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of attacks were launched immediately, especially the three with the highest cultivation level suffered the strongest attacks.
With just one move, Chen Gong, Chen Guang, and Chen Geng suffered heavy injuries and spit out blood.
The others were in a similar situation. They were unable to fight due to the disparity in strength between them. At this moment, they were blocked by a large formation, and even their escape route was cut off.
Entering the depths of the swamp is not a long-term solution, and now facing Luo Qian, who is at the first level of the Spirit King, there is no hope of escaping.
Seeing that the attack was about to fall again, a voice suddenly sounded from Tianbao Pavilion: "Hold on, I have something to say..."
