Chapter 934: Captain, how do you plan to pursue?

Xu Xiaoshou landed behind the large rock, letting out a heavy sigh of relief.

Bazun An, how influential!

Your influence truly comes in handy!

As for any favors... my apologies, but if you and Huang Quan end up fighting over this, it definitely won't be my concern, Xu Xiaoshou.

Regardless,

I'll offer you a sincere apology now...

I'm sorry!

Thinking this, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly leaped out from behind the large rock, pointed in the direction Huang Quan had fled, and lunged forward, shouting:

"Thief, don't run!"

"See how Wang Chao catches you!"

Murong Ying: ???

At that moment,

His heart almost leaped out of his throat.

Wang Chao, are you crazy?!

But as he, too, sprang from behind the rock, he saw Wang Chao ahead, leaning on his knee with a long sigh: "Darn it, he got away..."

Murong Ying: "..."

"Received startling gaze, passive points, 62."

"Received admiration, passive points, 33."

While everyone's attention was drawn by his loud shout, Xu Xiaoshou, feigning helplessness, secretly dispelled the Bazun An portrait clone.

Your mission is complete; it's time to disappear...

Simultaneously, Ye Xiaotian, freed from Huang Quan's restraint, gained freedom like a dragon returning to the sea.

Dozens of Sovereign-stage experts were present, watching intently, and several Cut-Path stage aurae arrived from afar, but Ye Xiaotian paid them no mind.

He gazed deeply at the spot where Bazun An's figure dissipated, then swayed and stepped into a spatial tunnel,

Vanishing without a trace.

They all ran away!

Xu Xiaoshou seemed to have just barely realized this, pointing to the directions the three combatants had left,

And said: "Captain, I think we need to immediately track their traces; otherwise, we might not be able to explain ourselves later."

The highest alert on the communicators had already been issued.

But this time, the enforcers were facing two Spirit Refiners with spatial abilities, and the Eighth Sword Immortal, who was as elusive as a dragon.

It would be understandable if they couldn't capture these individuals.

However, if they failed to even record the spatial fluctuations of their departure, making it impossible to trace them later, then when Rao Yaoyao arrived with her people, they would have no way to account for themselves.

Murong Ying, relieved of the immediate pressure, regained his composure and immediately shouted: "Shadow Squad, assemble!"

From among the surrounding Sovereign-stage onlookers, seven figures instantly flew out.

These were Murong Ying's squad members, formerly Wang Chao's teammates. Xu Xiaoshou recognized each of their faces.

Murong Ying began to act,

His words became methodical,

He first instructed all the Sovereign-stage onlookers:

"Everyone, immediately contact your captains. For those in the Sovereign stage, if you don't possess life-saving spirit techniques, I don't recommend you participate in this operation. But you must summon your captains; this is an urgent matter!"

The numerous enforcers, as if finding their backbone, immediately took action.

Some used signal arrows, some transmitted voices over long distances, and others used pre-arranged communication spirit techniques to summon squad members and captains who hadn't yet arrived.

Murong Ying scanned the surroundings but couldn't find a second Cut-Path stage expert present.

He knew that Cut-Path stage experts were extremely rare within the enforcer corps, with each usually responsible for a large area, which explained why they couldn't arrive so quickly.

Murong Ying didn't dwell on it. After instructing the other enforcer squad members, he immediately turned to his own squad and said in a deep voice:

"Zhu Mi'er, immediately record the spatial information of these three parties' departure points. This information will be needed by Sword Immortal Rao later."

From the Shadow Squad, a woman in a black robe stepped forward in response. She was beautiful, of average build, and held a mysterious array disc that emitted a precious glow.

Xu Xiaoshou stared intently. According to Wang Chao's soul memory, he recognized this as the "Chronicle Disc," a treasure capable of recording all battle fluctuations, information, and spatial traces at a crime scene.

This was originally a common item used by the White-Clothed organization of the Holy Spirit Palace.

For the preparations in the Yunlun Mountain Range, Rao Yaoyao had borrowed many of these, distributing them to various enforcer squads. While useless for tracking ghost beasts, they were extremely effective for tracking people.

Zhu Mi'er injected her spirit energy into the "Chronicle Disc" and, with a series of operations, first recorded all traces left after the fierce battle in the area.

Afterward, she began the tracing process.

Her first target was the direction the King of Hell, Huang Quan, and the two masked individuals had departed. Zhu Mi'er sought to find any traces they might have left behind after escaping through a spatial tunnel.

But soon, a look of regret appeared on her face.

"Captain, Huang Quan, the leader of the King of Hell, and the other two masked figures left no traces. The 'Chronicle Disc' cannot pinpoint their location at all."

Just as expected... Murong Ying narrowed his eyes. Without further ado, he looked toward the spot where the Eighth Sword Immortal had stood.

Zhu Mi'er nodded in understanding and floated over, landing at that very spot.

But quickly, her face showed disappointment again, this time mixed with a hint of astonishment.

"Captain..."

"Still no traces?" Murong Ying asked, having somewhat anticipated it.

"Yes." Zhu Mi'er nodded slightly, then opened her lips and said, "There wasn't even a trace of spatial fluctuation at the Eighth Sword Immortal's location. I even doubt how he managed to leave... His method of disappearance was even more bizarre than Huang Quan's!"

Many present, even if their gaze had been diverted by "Wang Chao's" shout, did not necessarily shift their spiritual perception away from the Eighth Sword Immortal at that moment.

Some caught a glimpse from the corner of their eye: the Eighth Sword Immortal's departure method was "disintegration."

A living person, without the slightest spiritual energy fluctuation, instantly turned into dust, vanishing before all the Sovereign and Cut-Path stage experts.

It must be said, this was extremely bizarre.

"Perhaps it's a sword dao evasion technique..." Murong Ying speculated. He didn't understand ancient sword arts but knew that for the Eighth Sword Immortal, spiritual energy wasn't the only means.

His strongest sword moves didn't even require a single trace of spiritual energy; they could be performed with a mortal body.

So, if he wanted to escape, how could he be limited by insufficient spirit refining methods?

Xu Xiaoshou used his "Perception" to observe everyone's reactions. Seeing that they didn't doubt the "Eighth Sword Immortal's" "departure"... or rather, "death," he felt relieved.

Excellent. As expected, ignorant people always find various reasons to justify their ignorance.

The "Eighth Sword Immortal" hadn't actually left; he had truly "died"...

Everyone had clearly seen it with their own eyes...

Yet among the dozens of Sovereign-stage experts present, not a single one dared to believe what they had witnessed.

Tsk tsk... Xu Xiaoshou's lips curled slightly upward, finding this utterly amusing. He quickly masked his emotions, ensuring no unusual expressions were visible to others.

"There's one more," Murong Ying said, slightly pursing his lips as he looked in Ye Xiaotian's direction.

Zhu Mi'er moved again, flying to record the spatial traces left by the short, white-haired young man. In less than three breaths, a look of surprise appeared on her face.

"What? Not even he left traces?" Murong Ying gracefully flew over, growing somewhat incredulous.

The Shadow Squad members followed.

Xu Xiaoshou also followed, curiously staring at the "Chronicle Disc," wanting to see what kind of treasure it was.

The Headmaster's battle within the domain, invisible to outsiders, had been clearly seen by him.

Perfected spatial profoundness... such astonishing talent meant that even if Ye Xiaotian was only at the Sovereign stage, it was likely that a mere "Chronicle Disc" couldn't find his traces.

Perhaps making the "Chronicle Disc" required assistance from Spirit Refiners with spatial abilities.

But the fact that it could be mass-produced meant that the person assisting in its creation... was very idle!

One might ask, which idle person could possess greater mastery in spatial arts than Ye Xiaotian?

And truly powerful individuals are too busy with important matters; why would they help the White-Clothed organization create "Chronicle Discs"?

Zhu Mi'er stared at the traces on the "Chronicle Disc," trying to calm herself, and spoke: "Captain, it's not that the 'Chronicle Disc' found no traces of that white-haired man; on the contrary, it found too many."

"Too many?" Murong Ying raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Zhu Mi'er rubbed the "Chronicle Disc," hesitating. "I found at least three hundred traces of his departure... well, to put it another way, the spatial tunnel he opened upon leaving had only one entrance, but over three hundred exits."

Murong Ying: ???

Shadow Squad members: ???

"Over three hundred?"

Everyone was stunned.

How was this possible? For a single spatial tunnel, maintaining even just the connection between two points was already extremely difficult.

In this world, apart from Half-Saints, who could connect over three hundred true exits from a single spatial tunnel?

All members of the Shadow Squad knew that the "Chronicle Disc" automatically excluded false spatial traces due to the Heavenly Secret Array of the Dao Department.

And if, after excluding those, they could still be retained by the "Chronicle Disc," it could only mean...

They were all real!

"Spatial attribute..." Murong Ying murmured, considering a possibility that almost made him freeze.

Xu Xiaoshou blurted out, voicing what his captain was thinking, his voice filled with shock and disbelief, and a touch of guidance:

"That short man, he couldn't possibly have perfected spatial profoundness, could he? Is he like Chief Yu Lingdi? Uh, but then why was he beaten into such a ghastly state, covered in blood?"

Murong Ying couldn't help but look back at Wang Chao.

As these words swirled in his mind, he had considered the possibility.

But coming from Wang Chao's mouth, and then linked by his words to the blood-soaked appearance of the short, white-haired youth when he first appeared,

Murong Ying immediately felt it was somewhat unrealistic.

"Impossible.

"The combat power possessed by someone who has perfected a profoundness is beyond your imagination. Chief Yu Lingdi alone can contend against a Grand-Void expert.

"If what Wang Chao says is true... Huang Quan of the King of Hell is clearly not a Saint. In such a situation, even if Chief Yu Lingdi were here, he wouldn't be defeated so miserably, let alone a master of spatial profoundness?"

Murong Ying looked at his squad members and stated seriously again: "That guy definitely hasn't mastered spatial profoundness. As for profoundness, the Spirit Department has researched it for so many years and has only cultivated one Yu Lingdi."

The squad members nodded in agreement.

Xu Xiaoshou also nodded, but inwardly he scoffed.

What could you, a mere Cut-Path stage expert, possibly know?

What the Holy Spirit Palace secretly conceals is definitely far more than what the world publicly knows. And Huang Quan's combat power...

Is that something you can imagine?

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't describe the sense of oppression his "Perception" felt when he witnessed Huang Quan's attack within Ye Xiaotian's domain.

Such an existence, even if he hadn't yet mastered spatial profoundness, was probably not far from it.

Moreover, Huang Quan's strongest attribute didn't seem to be spatial; it was time...

Besides time and spatial attributes, that guy had too many trump cards.

For example, the large number of Tear Clan Eyes he had collected.

One pair on the Nine Nether Ghost Infant, and one pair each on the Guest from the Underworld and the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts.

It was unknown if other members of the King of Hell possessed them, but if the members did, would their leader not?

And also, the saber and sword Huang Quan carried on his back!

Xu Xiaoshou could only "perceive" that the saber and sword were wrapped in sealing bands, not leaking a single bit of power.

But having experienced the battle in Heavenly Prayer Forest and witnessed the Guest from the Underworld's reaction, he already knew they were the Injuring Profound Sword and Soul Cleave!

Two of the Nine Great Supreme Artifacts!

Ranked alongside these two great weapons, as known by the world, was the Evil Sin Bow of Loving All Beings!

So...

How could a mere Murong Ying presume to speculate about a figure like Huang Quan?

Xu Xiaoshou scoffed inwardly, but then, after scoffing, he began to smile bitterly.

So strong...

If I have to face him as an enemy in the future, how will I fight?

When he was young and reckless, he didn't know better. Now, looking back, he wondered if the sincere invitation from Huang Quan, played by the Guest from the Underworld via a sound-recording orb in Heavenly Prayer Forest — "Do you want to join the King of Hell?" — had already expired... Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts drifted far away.

"Everyone!"

Just as he was contemplating, Murong Ying's words interrupted Xu Xiaoshou's thoughts. Murong Ying spoke with a solemn expression:

"We are not qualified to pursue the traces of the King of Hell or the whereabouts of the Eighth Sword Immortal; we can only wait for backup. But this stowaway cannot be allowed to escape." He said, pointing at the ground.

The members of the Shadow Squad were surprised one after another, and Xu Xiaoshou was also greatly astonished.

Chase the Headmaster?

You're probably looking for death!

The Headmaster might not be able to defeat Huang Quan, but with perfected spatial profoundness, wouldn't he instantly blow your head off, a mere Cut-Path stage expert, despite only being one realm above?

According to Wang Chao's memories, Xu Xiaoshou knew that although Murong Ying was a captain, he hadn't been in the Cut-Path stage for long and hadn't even survived one of the Nine Deaths Thunder Tribulations. His combat power couldn't even compare to Shou Ye's, so how could he possibly be a match for Ye Xiaotian?

The old Ye Xiaotian might have been somewhat difficult to deal with.

But now that he has perfected spatial profoundness, he is undoubtedly another Yu Lingdi!

Ye Xiaotian was no good-for-nothing. He came from the Holy Palace, possessed extraordinary talent, and was not an "inheritor of profoundness" like the Nine Nether Ghost Infant or the Blooming Higanbana, whose attribute profoundness was bestowed by Huang Quan rather than self-comprehended.

His current combat power likely rivals that of a Grand-Void expert. If Huang Quan hadn't intervened forcefully earlier, Ye Xiaotian's identity might not have even been exposed!

"You want to chase him?" Xu Xiaoshou glanced at his captain, then at the "Chronicle Disc" in Zhu Mi'er's hand. He counted the coordinates displayed on it and hesitated, "Three hundred and sixty-two possibilities, Captain, how do you plan to pursue him?"

The members of the Shadow Squad also showed fear.

Someone who could contend with Huang Quan, leave behind so many disguised clues, and possess spatial abilities — this was not something an ordinary Sovereign-stage expert could do.

If they were to follow, they might not even know how they died.