"Move out!"
Li Yan said in a deep voice, "Transport everything on the offering table back to the camp."
The group wrapped the stone statue in felt cloth, and the other fragments were packed into wooden boxes.
Before leaving, Li Yan looked back at the wooden cabin, always feeling something was watching from the shadows, but his Divine Sense found nothing.
About an hour after they left.
A hunched figure slowly emerged from the shadows behind a dead tree, it was the traitorous Great Elder, Hu Li.
But at this moment, he was a different person compared to his time at the Five Immortals Hall.
His head of white hair had turned mostly black, and the wrinkles on his face were much shallower, making him appear about forty years old.
