"Over there! Hurry up!" The tiger roar startled the disciples in the distance, and dozens of them hurriedly ran toward it. Suddenly, several figures flew over them.
"It's Palace Master and the others! Let's follow them, quick!"
Initially, these disciples felt perturbed in their hearts, worrying that the foe might be too strong. But they found their confidence when they saw even their two palace masters making their way toward the sound, so they ran over wildly.
But, they had just run a few steps when a thunderous roar mixed with endless Primordial Qi blew into their faces, knocking them flying backward and making them cough blood.
"Xingyang Ming! I swear I will kill you one day!"
Yunxiao had long driven his Tigerking chariot hundreds of miles away. He had killed two birds with one stone during this trip: Not only had he stolen everything in the Supreme Palace's treasury, but he had also shifted the blame to the Xingyang family.
