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Chapter 1352

"The main force of the Divine Punishment Division is nearby."

Just as Li Linfeng took over the new orders from the Divine Punishment Division, Qin He also sensed the approaching danger and couldn't help but chuckle softly, a chill creeping up his fingertips.

The reason for keeping Li Linfeng in suspense was twofold: firstly, to buy time for Da Ya Jin and the others, and secondly, to figure out the Divine Court's tracking methods.

But now, surrounded on all sides, he dares not be arrogant anymore.

A burst of light surged beneath his feet, and Qin He no longer concealed his speed, speeding southwest. Half an hour later, the roar of rushing water assaulted his ears.

This is a confluence of three rivers, where turbid yellow, dark green, and clear blue waters meet. Waves crash against the black rocks on the shore, sending up sprays several meters high.

Water vapor fills the air, forming a hazy mist that naturally obscures the view during reconnaissance.

Qin He landed on a protruding rock, his black robe soaked with moisture and clinging to his back. He tapped the rock with his fingertip, and three black magic runes instantly seeped into the cracks. Then he turned and stepped into the water.

"Wow!"

The moment the water exploded, three figures identical to him separated from his body.

The clone was surrounded by surging demonic energy, its aura completely identical to that of the original.

"Go," Qin He ordered in a low voice.

Three figures simultaneously sank into the water, each heading upstream in one of the three rivers.

The demonic energy underwater churned violently, causing black whirlpools to form in all three streams of water. At the center of the whirlpools, the trajectories of the three water escapes were clearly visible, rapidly extending in different directions.

After doing all this, Qin He himself did not flee, but instead, under the cover of the water flow, quietly sank into the deepest part of the river mouth.

The silt at the bottom of the river was covered with cold water vapor. He condensed his demonic energy on his body surface, forming a thin barrier that not only isolated him from the impact of the water flow but also concealed his aura.

He could clearly feel that the tracking mark planted by Li Linfeng on his left shoulder was still emitting an extremely faint aura.

This mark was planted during their previous encounter, the instant the holy sword slashed his shoulder. It was incredibly mysterious and could not be erased by ordinary means.

Qin He hadn't touched or studied it before, waiting for the right opportunity.

Seven days and seven nights, Li Linfeng probably never imagined that he could deal with the tracking mark he had planted.

A short while later, a golden ball of light broke through the mist and landed on the rock where Qin He had stood. Li Linfeng spread his holy wings, and the divine light of merit around him swept across the river mouth, his expression instantly darkening.

Three clear water escape trails extended upstream of the three rivers respectively. The trails on the left and in the middle were filled with pure demonic energy; only the trail on the right, in addition to demonic energy, also carried the faint fluctuations of the tracking mark, perfectly coinciding with the aura of Qin He's true form.

"Hmph, is that all the tricks you have? You think you can get away with just three clones? You're too naive!" Li Linfeng sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

The mark's fluctuations were locked in, albeit weakly. Qin He's attempt to lure him away with such a clumsy method was a gross underestimation of the profound mystery of the Divine Court's secret techniques.

With a flap of his holy wings, he transformed into a golden rainbow and chased after the trail of the mark as it fled.

Golden light pierced through the mist, leaving a long trail of light on the river surface.

Deep beneath the riverbed, the Qin River could see all of this clearly.

A smile played on his lips as he carefully peeled off the tracking mark from his left shoulder, his fingertips pulsating with demonic energy.

This step was extremely dangerous; a slight misstep would alert Li Linfeng. Fortunately, his control over the demonic energy had reached a state of perfection.

The idea to replicate the mark was impromptu, and he wasn't entirely sure if it could fool Li Linfeng.

But for now, this is the best solution.

After waiting for about an hour, Qin He sensed that the golden divine light had completely disappeared, and then he suddenly activated his demonic energy.

"boom!"

A large crater was blasted open in the silt at the bottom of the river, and Qin He's figure shot out of the water like an arrow released from a bow, bringing with it a towering column of water.

Without pausing, he chose the west, which was completely opposite to the three river channels, and pushed his escape light to its limit. His black robe fluttered in the wind, and he disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

Another hour passed, and the golden light suddenly stopped in the miasma valley on the right side of the river.

Li Linfeng stared at the dead end before him, his face turning ashen.

On the rocks at the mouth of the valley, a faint trace of demonic energy remained, clearly indicating that Qin He's clone had dissipated there.

"Damn it!" he roared, and the holy sword unleashed a golden light, shattering the nearby reef into pieces.

After a seven-day, seven-night chase, being tricked by Qin He several times, and now being deceived by his clone, the Divine Punishment Division's ultimatum is still burning in his palm.

Overwhelmed by a multitude of emotions, this usually composed detective completely lost his composure.

He sat down on the reef, panting heavily. The communication talisman in his palm lit up again, the words on it even colder than before: "If you fail to track down the Heavenly Demon within three days, return to the Divine Court immediately to receive your punishment."

Li Linfeng abruptly crushed the communication talisman, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.