"After Wang Fu and the others left, they must have found Zhang Futu and let him know that I was here. That is why he went to such pains to come here." Wu Yu caught on quickly.

He was clear that he was nothing but a fat sheep to the hungry tiger that was Zhang Futu. Now that he had scented Wu Yu, he came prowling. Those flat eyes actually held a sinister desire to kill.

Zhang Futu looked around, asking, "All these people. You defeated them?"

There was nothing in his voice, but he was actually surprised and pleased. From the moment Wu Yu defeated Wang Fu, he knew that it was more than talent. He knew that Wu Yu must have some ultimate legacy.

Wu Yu said, "Not so. They fought each other, and I slipped in for the scraps."

"Very good. No less than expected of my disciple." Zhang Futu gave a light laugh, sketching past it. In truth, Wu Yu already knew what Zhang Futu had decided.

Since he was the Abyss Guard, then his job was to resolve the Vajra Sword Talismans and bring the disciples out.

When he landed on the floor and banished the Vajra Sword Talismans, he asked Wu Yu, "Are you going out, or staying here?"

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