High up in the sky.
Lu Zhou, who had just calmed his surging qi and blood, looked at the masked man. He was not familiar with the masked man, but based on the other party's attitude, it was clear, at least for the time being, that the other party did not pose a threat. Hence, he shifted his gaze back to Hong Jian and said frostily, "If anyone dares to touch my disciple, I'll rip them into shreds."
Lu Zhou's words were also directed at the masked man.
Little Yuan'er grinned and said, "Master, I'm fine!"
Then, Little Yuan'er grabbed Conch before she used the Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps and flashed back and forth in the air.
Masked Man: "???"
The masked man said in surprise, "I've underestimated this little girl."
Earlier, Little Yuan'er was unaffected by the frozen space. Now, not only was she unaffected by the Saint Light of an expert from the Feather tribe, but she was also unaffected by the light from Fallen Gods Mountain.
