Five miles outside the Capital City, Li Huowang carried Li Sui as he sprinted through the forest, with silhouettes flitting among the trees behind them, appearing formidable and numerous.
Just as those pursuing them were about to close in, a black-clad Arhat holding a Demon-Subduing Circle suddenly burst out from a tree trunk and viciously slammed the Demon-Subduing Circle, carved with Buddhist scriptures, at the two of them.
Along with the emergence of a dark glow, the Demon-Subduing Circle struck them harshly, and in an instant, their bodies fractured and crumbled like rotting wood.
Soon, a group surrounded them, looking at Li Huowang's severed head in the Arhat's hand.
"Something's off!" a man dressed as a Taoist exclaimed, as he flipped his hands and wiped two leaves across his eyes.
The next moment, when he pulled off the face skin on Li Huowang's head, he discovered that under the face was a corpse with a Talisman stuck to it.