"Don't throw away this parchment, it will help you escape!"
"Don't throw it away or you're dead!"
"Don't throw it!"
...
Finally, three words appeared repeatedly on the parchment, as if reminding Chen Yang.
"oh?"
Chen Yang felt happy and reopened the parchment, but the expression on his face did not change at all.
"Tell me, how do you want me to survive? If you dare to lie to me, I will let you be buried in the soil for the rest of your life."
Chen Yang stared at the parchment with piercing eyes and said.
Chen Yang did not completely believe what was said on the parchment, but the appearance of the elders of the Blood Evil Sect was a great threat to him. If it was true as what the parchment said, then he would never be able to escape from the opponent's grasp.
Although it was risky, Chen Yang decided to believe in this weird parchment for once.
"Tell me how to avoid being tracked by the elders of the Blood Fiend Sect."
Chen Yang felt that the elders of the Blood Evil Sect definitely had a way to track him, otherwise it would be impossible to catch up with him within an hour.
The parchment seemed to understand Chen Yang's question. After the original text on it disappeared, a new line of text appeared.
"Wipe away the blood that dripped on the ground."
"Blood stains?"
Chen Yang looked at the wound on his left arm. Although it had healed, the sleeve of his left arm was stained red with blood.
"Could it be that blood dropped on the ground when we were dealing with the monster?"
Chen Yang recalled the moment when he was scratched by the monster. He did not stop the bleeding in time. He was only focused on avoiding the next attack and did not notice the blood dripping on the ground.
As the demon sect most adept at blood refining techniques, the Blood Evil Sect would use the blood left on the battlefield to track him, which was only natural.
After thinking about this, Chen Yang immediately turned around and returned to the courtyard in front of the inner hall. He checked the place where he had been injured and found specks of blood in the cracks of the floor tiles.
"It's so careless. It's really inappropriate to make such a mistake."
Chen Yang frowned, raised his fingers together, and a ray of light lit up at his fingertips. The spiritual energy gathered at his fingertips and shot out, burning all the blood on the ground.
Chen Yang felt that these were not enough, and the scars on the bodies of the Seven Immortals of the Bamboo Forest might also reveal his skills, so he returned to the main hall, piled the bodies of several people together, set a fire, and burned the bodies to ashes.
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Half an hour later, Chen Yang checked it and made sure there was nothing wrong before he took out his flying boat and left.
He controlled the flying boat with all his strength, and at the same time took out the parchment from the storage bag, opened it and took a look.
The words on the parchment changed.
"My name is Chen Yang. When you read this text, I have already escaped from the Thousand Machines Palace. The elders of the Blood Evil Sect arrived at the Thousand Machines Palace half an hour later and could not find any traces of the murderer, so I escaped.
I escaped his pursuit and survived."
Chen Yang sneered and said: "I hope your words are not wrong, otherwise I will bury you hundreds of feet underground and keep you buried for thousands of years before the elders of the Blood Evil Sect come after me."
As if the parchment understood his words, the words on it gradually disappeared, and the Qian Ji Puppet Technique reappeared.
Seeing this scene, Chen Yang rolled up the parchment and put it into the storage bag.