The sound of footsteps came from behind, heavy footsteps, along with the rustling sound of grass and trees being brushed against—puppets were chasing him from behind, Beiyu Ye and his group were closing in.
Thanks to the tempering from nightmares and specialized training from the Patrol Defense Office, Yang Xiao's physical fitness was still quite good, with a strong survival instinct driving him to run swiftly.
Finally, at the last moment, Yang Xiao burst out of the dense forest, and in front of him appeared a dilapidated Taoist temple, with a crooked plaque bearing the words "Zhenxuan Temple."
And at this moment, the two puppets also followed closely, bursting out from the dense forest. Beiyu Ye stood slightly behind the two puppets, glaring at Yang Xiao intently.
However, it was at this moment, standing truly in front of the abandoned Taoist temple, with his stamina nearly exhausted, that Yang Xiao hesitated again, sharply sensing something amiss.
