That afternoon.
The last wave of Cultivators, riding their Escape Light, left Mang Mountain Marketplace before the curfew.
Zhang Yao also rode his Flying Sword Escape Light, quietly mingling among the other cultivators, leaving the Array's range.
"No one stopped me, it seems I'm safe now."
After successfully leaving the marketplace and flying hundreds of miles away, Zhang Yao finally let out a long breath.
The worst-case scenario would be if the Li Family dispatched cultivators to keep an eye on him, preventing his escape, which would be troublesome.
However, the probability of this was actually quite small, as he didn't even fully understand the Array, so he posed no threat to the Li Family's interests.
"Let's go."
Zhang Yao determined the direction and immediately rode his Escape Light, heading north.
The journey north to Da Li was something he had been preparing for quite some time, and leaving a few months earlier wouldn't make much difference.
On the other side.
