The one leading them was Gu Changhuai.
As soon as he saw the puppet, without saying a word, he conjured a Wind Blade, slicing the puppet in two, flesh and blood flying.
Gu Changhuai approached to check, frowning: "Fake?"
He then looked around and commanded loudly: "Search the surroundings, find the Demon Sect’s Eighth Elder, and kill him on the spot."
An Enforcement Leader stepped forward and whispered: "Supervisor, should we really kill him?"
Gu Changhuai’s expression was cold, "He’s useless now, why keep him alive?"
These words, although distant, still reached the Eighth Elder’s ears intermittently, making his heart sink.
"That anonymous person is completely correct!"
At that moment, the Elder’s Token quivered again, another anonymous message came:
"Run, they have already discovered you."
The Eighth Elder felt a chill in his heart. Sweeping with his Divine Sense, he realized that his hiding place had long been detected by these Taoist Court cultivators.
They pretended to search, but were in fact aimlessly "encircling" him.
"Good show, Gu Changhuai, you’re truly cunning and shameless, pretending so perfectly!"
The Eighth Elder hesitated no longer, immediately transforming into escape light, turning into a ball of Blood Qi, and fled northwards.
Gu Changhuai silently watched this escape light, and after a moment, ordered: "Chase, but don’t pursue too tightly."
"Yes!"
...
The mountain winds roared, vegetation and shadows rapidly slipped by, intermingled with the stench of monster beasts’ rotting flesh in the mountain air.
The Eighth Elder was anxious, desperately fleeing.
At this moment, he could confirm that the words of the anonymous person were not false.
Though he didn’t know the person’s name or identity, it seemed they genuinely wanted to help him.
If not for their misleading of the Taoist Court, informing him of his embezzlement exposure, he would have been dead without a burial place.
Thereafter, Mo Hua truly guided him accurately, leading him to evade several blockades by the Taoist Court, charging all the way towards the northwest.
The Eighth Elder felt slightly relieved.
Unknown to him, in the direction he was racing towards, Elder Xue, clad in blood-soaked robes and exuding malevolence like an executioner, was also charging towards him under Mo Hua’s guidance.