Ling Xiao thought to himself: Now that the secret here has been exposed, it is time for me to return. With that, Ling Xiao flashed out of the forest. Scarcely had he cleared the trees when he sensed intense Martial Artist combat a distance away. Spreading his divine sense to investigate, he flashed toward the source of the battle, converged his aura, and concealed himself behind an ancient tree to observe. In the clearing outside the forest, nine Martial Artists had surrounded a blood-drenched man in black robes, trapping him in the center.
The man in black was none other than Gao Tianchen! His left arm was already severed, the wound wreathed in bizarre black Qi, and the blood-claws on his right hand were mangled and incomplete. Yet most striking of all was the horrific wound on his chest, deep enough to expose bone.
"Vampire Butcher, you might as well surrender now. Perhaps a quick death can still be granted to you, or else you will wish you were dead," a gray-robed elder said coldly. He was flanked by eight other members of the Martial Arts Alliance. The leading gray-robed elder stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as sternly chiselled as if by a blade. With hair and beard as white as snow, and a striking vertical golden mark between his brows, he was none the less than the leader of the Jinling Martial Arts Alliance — the "Golden-Browed Martial King," Zhao Wuji!
Chapter 64