The Celestial Sword Saint nodded gently as if he accepted this acknowledgement. Afterwards, he flicked his finger at the four brothers gently, and they immediately experienced a strange false impression as if something on them had shattered.
But before they could think too much about it, the Celestial Sword Saint waved his hand, and all of them vanished.
Soon after they left, Fang Jing appeared there silently. She gazed around, and her face was extremely ugly.
“There are no traces at all. It's all been wiped clean, so clean that even peering around is useless. Even if I turn back time, I won't be able to find anything. Who was it exactly?” Fang Jing's eyes were sharp, and her voice was stern. She immediately became agitated, as she had discovered she had completely lost track of the four brothers.
Chapter end
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