Chapter 865 Will It Be You
Yun Manyao shook her head repeatedly upon hearing this.
"No. I'll go check it out now."
As she spoke, her eyes turned to the disciple walking in front.
I saw a shadow flash quickly in the void and approached a disciple quietly.
The movement was extremely fast, almost as if the hand raised the knife and the knife fell, and in an instant the dagger pierced the man's heart.
There was a bowl-sized wound, and blood spurted out.
Ye Tianming drew out the dagger, turned around and dived into the lush forest.
When the man's companions noticed it, they only saw a tall shadow.
There was a look of panic on his face, as if he was being targeted by the god of death, and he was extremely flustered.
"He's here..."
But when I looked again, the person was gone.
Ye Tianming hid in the dense forest, looking for his next target again.
The people in the Butian Palace were becoming more and more panicked, with a hint of fear on everyone's face.
The arrogance on everyone's face was gone, only the whistling sound of the wind remained in the ears, and people became nervous.
The scope of the search continued to expand, but people still found nothing.
Yun Manyao stood alone in the crowd, her spiritual awareness spreading out, searching for the murderer.
Whoosh!
At this moment, a fast shadow suddenly rushed out and approached the last master of the team.
When she sensed the sudden appearance of the shadow, she suddenly felt a strong sense of familiarity in her heart.
She couldn't help but slow down her pace.
The shadow only left her with its back view, and the dagger in her hand moved quickly and easily, avoiding the disciple's defense and sliding across his throat.
Another disciple fell to the ground.
Yun Manyao looked at the shadow in shock, her eyes full of disbelief.
She couldn't help but yell, "Ye Tianming?"
But the shadow didn't react at all, and even its movements were so swift that it soon disappeared from her sight.
Yun Manyao chased after him quickly. Her figure was graceful and elegant, and her movements were quick and timid, but she did not attack.
Her body was as light and agile as falling snow. She followed behind Ye Tianming, trying to catch up with him quickly.
However, the person in front seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly a cold silver light flew by.
She vaguely sensed a terrifying aura and was forced to stop.
She raised it casually, and it turned into a thread of spiritual energy that instantly wrapped around the light.
At this moment, the disappearing figure disappeared without a trace.
As more and more people fell, the remaining people were shrouded in the shadow of fear and death.
As a member of the Butian Palace, when have they ever been threatened like this?
No matter how hard we tried, we couldn't prevent that elusive shadow.
However, the figure that appears always makes people feel very familiar.
Someone couldn't help but curse: "What a ghost! Why do I feel that the shadow looks like Ye Tianming?"
As members of the Butian Palace, they had all seen Ye Tianming being tortured beyond recognition.
That was the happiest and most unrestrained time during their search for the Kunpeng bone remains.
Ye Tianming’s miserable condition seemed to still linger before his eyes.
But they didn't expect that the mysterious man in front of them, who made them feel like a god of death, actually looked very similar to Ye Tianming from behind.
When more and more people had the same feeling, they, who were always arrogant, couldn't help but start talking about it.
"Could it be... is it really Ye Tianming?"
Yun Manyao glanced at the people who were talking with a cold and arrogant look inconspicuously.
Her eyes were looking far away at the figure that had not yet entered the jungle.
Almost instantly, Yun Manyao rushed out.
She moved very quickly, and seemed to be indescribably anxious.
In the blink of an eye, the others were left behind.
Yun Manyao lowered her voice and shouted anxiously: "Ye Tianming..."
Ye Tianming, who was performing Dingtian Leiying Step, was startled and glanced behind him. "Have we been discovered?"
He couldn't help but slow down.
Yun Manyao, who was following behind, noticed the movement and was surprised and happy.
Almost instantly, she closed the distance between herself and Ye Tianming.
As if to confirm it, she said anxiously: "Ye Tianming, since you are fine, don't go against us, Butian Palace. Leave quickly, or you will really die!"
Hearing this, Ye Tianming sneered secretly, "Hypocrisy!"
While thinking about it, he suddenly realized that in the dense forest ahead, there were a lot of hidden and powerful auras approaching him at some point.
"Want to outflank us?" Ye Tianming immediately realized the other party's intention.
He glanced indifferently at Yun Manyao behind him.
"It's just as despicable as always."
His current cultivation level is not enough to cope with the siege of so many people. If his identity is exposed, it will only make the people of Butian Palace even more crazy.
Seeing that the people who were outflanking them were getting closer and closer, it seemed that there was really no way to retreat.
Yun Manyao behind him seemed to be still waiting for his answer and had slowed down her pace of pursuit.
Suddenly, Ye Tianming changed direction abruptly and went into a dense bush on the left that was more than two people tall.
This is the only place where he can buy some time.
The encirclement was getting closer and closer.
Ye Tianming kept thinking of countermeasures in his mind.
After a moment, his eyes lit up, his spiritual consciousness moved, and a talisman appeared in his palm.
The talisman is made of a piece of yellow talisman paper as thin as a cicada's wing, with complex runes and patterns painted on it with cinnabar.
The edges of the talisman are decorated with tiny gold lines that sparkle in the sun, as if flowing with life. In the center of the talisman is a huge eye pattern, surrounded by mysterious spell texts that seem to contain unfathomable power.
Almost instantly, Ye Tianming activated his spiritual power without hesitation, his mind sank into the talisman, and his fingers controlled the spiritual power, quickly writing his name and date of birth on the back of the talisman.
Suddenly, the talisman emitted a soft light.
The mirror images and runes above seemed to come alive and began to slowly rotate.
A hazy light enveloped Ye Tianming.
In the blink of an eye, a thin mist began to appear around him.
This layer of mist seemed to have life, swirling around his body.
After a while, when Ye Tianming checked his consciousness, he clearly saw that his facial features, skin, hairstyle, height, and even his aura began to gradually change.
In a moment, he completely became a disciple of Butian Palace.
Ye Tianming raised his hand, and the spiritual power flowed, turning into a mirror.
He looked carefully at his current appearance, and then smiled with satisfaction.
This talisman is called the Shape-Transforming Talisman, and it can change its appearance according to any person the user has seen.
Not only can they completely simulate each other, but even their temperaments remain exactly the same during use.
Even cultivators cannot detect his differences.
The only thing that cannot transform is one's own martial arts skills.
But as long as he doesn't use martial arts when there are many people around, who can discover his identity?
This talisman can last for an hour, which is enough for him to perform.
Ye Tianming couldn't help but grin with his sparkling white teeth.
"Next, it's time for my revenge."
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Tianming turned around and rushed backwards.
When he saw Yun Manyao, he bowed slightly, imitating the way the people of Butian Palace saluted: "Saint Lady."
Yun Manyao asked in a deep voice: "Have you seen that mysterious man?"
Until now, Yun Manyao was extremely nervous because he still hadn't seen the appearance of the mysterious man.
I feel both excited and scared.
However, the mysterious man didn't give her the chance to meet him.
She tracked the person here by scent, but lost him.
Ye Tianming sneered in his heart, but said respectfully: "Saint, I didn't see him."
Yun Manyao nodded: "Continue searching."
As she spoke, she quickened her pace.
Ye Tianming looked at her back and couldn't help but sneer.
The slight uneasiness that had been shrouding my heart completely dissipated at this moment.
Yun Manyao had the most contact with him and was most familiar with his aura.
Even she couldn't detect his true identity, which meant that his disguise this time was definitely effective.
In an instant, the released murderous intent surged in Ye Tianming's heart.
He no longer fled and dodged as before, but instead identified the direction and chased after the sparse breath.
After a while, two disciples appeared in front of him.
Both of them showed a trace of anger and fatigue on their faces, and they couldn't help cursing.
"Damn it! What the hell is that thing? I can't even find its shadow!"
"Tell me, could it really be Ye Tianming's ghost? That shadow is so similar!"
"Tsk! He's just a piece of trash. If he's dead, he's dead. How can there be any ghost? I think it just looks a bit like a ghost."
While the two were whispering, they simply nodded to Ye Tianming who was approaching.
Just as they were about to say hello, Ye Tianming had already arrived at them.
The left and right hands draw the bow almost at the same time.
The daggers in his hands pierced their hearts accurately.
The two looked at Ye Tianming in surprise and disbelief, their eyes full of confusion and anger.
"you……"
The force in Ye Tianming's palm slightly changed, and the last bit of life of the two was directly taken away.
Ye Tianming moved quickly and collected all the storage magic weapons on them in the blink of an eye.
He had no intention of wasting time talking to them. He simply determined the direction and started looking for the next target.
The hunting game between the wolf and the rabbit begins.
Among the people moving around, someone would always fall down from time to time.
The smell of blood filled the dense forest.
However, no one has ever found the mysterious man.
After a short while, another five or six disciples lost their lives.
Many disciples also woke up one after another.
The expressions of the three elders were becoming increasingly ugly.
Qingshuang, who usually doesn't like to talk, suddenly ordered in a deep voice,
"Gather everyone together and connect them into one group. They cannot be separated."
"I don't believe I can't find that bastard who's playing tricks on me!"
So many of them formed a circle and clearly had the person trapped in the middle, but they still couldn't find the mysterious man.
Instead, his men fell one after another, and something seemed wrong everywhere.
It was obvious that there was a traitor among their crowd!
Everyone's heart was filled with gloom, and some even felt a little resentful.
Why did you offend Ye Tianming before!
