By a quiet riverside forest, on an uninhabited cliff.
Qin Yicao rushed over, emerging from the forest, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Hmm?"
The scent of dust dissipated right here.
He fully released his Divine Sense, scanning the surroundings, but found no trace of anyone here.
Did he lose the trail?
He cautiously activated his protective Spiritual Robe, and under the wide sleeves of his purple Daoist robe, several Talismans were clutched between his fingers.
His right hand was forming a starting Daoist seal, ready to summon his Spiritual Artifact at any moment.
Hmph, hiding his head and tail.
The current situation of the opponent avoiding him only made him more certain that this person's Cultivation was not high, and his identity as a Loose Cultivator made him wary of having too much interaction with him.
That's why he wanted to leave early before, to get away from this place.
