If she did not know the Blood Moon Elder well enough, Ye Qingtang would have suspected that the Blood Moon Elder was a spy planted by someone beside her.
"Holy…"
The Blood Moon Elder crawled to his feet and looked at Ye Qingtang. He was about to say something when Ye Qingtang glared at him fiercely.
Seeming to have realized, the Blood Moon Elder's mouth snapped shut again. He did not dare to say another word. It was probably because of him that the man had accurately found his position and attacked them.
Fortunately, the Holy Lady reacted quickly. Otherwise, they would have been killed by the man's punch.
Right now, the man was surveying the surroundings impassively. Without sound to direct him, he could only sense that there were people nearby, but he could not detect their exact location.
The man glanced up at the sky.
Soon, an elder holding the golden book descended and stood beside the man.
"Great Lord!"
