The nine light points of the Eastern faction were now ten, divided into two groups. After pausing briefly at a certain spot, they suddenly shifted to the next, and judging by the jumping distance visible to the eye, it was a leap of at least nearly ten thousand miles! They advanced in a straight line toward the camps of the Southern and Western factions, without the slightest deviation in their course.
"Is that a shifting talisman?" the Western Sun-Scorching expert blurted out in surprise.
Old Er of the Southern faction said with a solemn voice: "Does your clan have such shifting talismans?"
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