There were dozens of cultivators propping the flying chariot up on all sides. It seemed as though it was moving slowly, but in just a blink of an eye, it was already hovering above the Tiger Ridge.
A huge flag was raised on the flying chariot. The words on the flag read, 'Nether Sect'. Under the words were the patterns of the Jasper Saber and the Dark Heaven Starlight.
Zhu Honggong who was napping was started away by his subordinates' panicked cries.
"Gang Leader, an unidentified flying chariot is approaching the ridge!"
Zhu Honggong leaped to his feet immediately. He remembered his Seventh Senior Brother's words. He wondered out loud, "Is the Righteous Sect here to seek revenge?"
"Gang Leader, if it's really the Righteous Sect, I suggest that we… run away now."
"Run away? Don't be silly. I'm the great Evil King, why would I be afraid of the Righteous Sect?" Zhu Honggong sat back down. He appeared calm, however, his heart was in a mess.
