"Hey, kid, here's the captive you wanted. This is as much as this old man can help you. The power of this incarnation is almost depleted."
Xia Wuyou yawned and his tone returned to its previous laziness.
"Causing such a commotion, the local old folks of the Southern Border are sure to have been alerted and are probably on their way here. You two kids, hurry up and get out of here. Don't stay to die."
With that, his figure began to swiftly fade away, like smoke, and finally vanished completely in the room, as if he had never appeared.
The terrifying pressure in the room disappeared along with him.
Only then did Situ Qingfeng feel a weight lifted off him, gasping for air, and he got up with lingering fear, looking at the spot where Xia Wuyou disappeared, eyes filled with awe and dread.
Gu Sheng bent over to check the state of the substitute, confirming it was only sealed in cultivation and consciousness, and not dead.
