After Ling Chuxi was done collecting the spoils of war, she also kept the Mirage spirit insects. It turned out that more than half of the Mirage spirit insects had been killed by the gray-robed old man. Ling Chuxi's heart ached for him, but she also secretly sighed at the old man's strength.
"Are you done?" Yue Jianqing asked.
"It's done," Ling Chuxi said as she jumped onto the flying sword.
Yue Jianqing waved her hand and a few rays of light shot out. The old man's body instantly turned into nothing. Yue Jianqing was still not at ease and sent out a few more rays of light, destroying the scene. Only then did he bring Ling Chuxi away on his flying sword.
"Who is this old man?" Ling Chuxi saw that Yue Jianqing was so cautious and asked curiously. She only knew that the gray-robed old man listened to Xia Yin Tianqi, but she did not know his true identity. Looking at Yue Jianqing's appearance, it was obvious that she knew some hidden secrets.
