Standing on the teleportation array, the cyan-robed cultivator stared at Xuan Xiao in hot pursuit and said coldly, "Just wait! There are six of us from the Sword Sect who came here, and I am merely the one with the lowest cultivation. Once I find my senior brothers, you are a dead man!"
Xuan Xiao's eyes flashed, and his body melted into a shroud of black mist, making it exceedingly difficult for anyone to detect any trace of him.
After all, that cyan-robed cultivator's Divine Sense was only at the Early Deity Transformation stage, whereas his own Divine Sense far surpassed that level.
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