Zhuang Li reminded them softly.
"This happened because of me. Let me take care of it."
Pu Xiangrong said, quickly carving a Technique into his palm. He then formed a hand seal, and the Blood Qi within him surged.
WOOOM!!
A ring of dark light abruptly radiated from his body, blanketing a ten-meter radius. Almost everyone was enveloped in this dark glow. Their auras seemed to be masked, blending them into their surroundings to a degree, and their very presence diminished.
Earth Escape Technique: One with the Dust.
At this, the frosty look on Zhao Xuanqi's face finally eased a bit.
Soon, the group left the residence and found another hiding spot, where they resumed their discussion.
"Pu Xiangrong, why are you here?"
Zhuang Li asked, looking at Pu Xiangrong.
"After I was drawn into the Ghost City, I ended up in the district next to yours. I drew away a large number of Evil Spirits to create an escape opportunity for the survivors there, then left."
