Such a discovery made Xie Yunnan immediately begin to use her mana to deploy her movement technique, her figure darting out like a ghostly apparition. Perhaps it was some kind of mechanism present on the ship – once mana fluctuations were detected, the shrill sound of a bell rang out immediately.
Gu Wen and his two companions took only a few breaths to locate the suspicious cultivator who was affixing talismans.
There was no exchange between the two parties; Xie Yunnan's spiritual sword turned into a streak of flowing light, flying out, and a head immediately dropped to the ground.
Chunxuan pinched a spell with his hand and slapped it down on the core of the Immortal Boat. Ink-like, a patch of mud smeared over the black talisman.
With the problem resolved, Gu Wen stooped down, his fingertip lightly touched, and a wisp of barely discernible purple qi entered his hand.
The purple qi entered the Qi Sea, marking the heads of three hundred people, but he couldn't find the true body.
