The soundwave swept through the entire Mount Halcyon, resounding across the sky.
Si Wuya, Huang Shijie, Li Jinyi, and the others were shocked. They all looked at the entrance of the underground palace in unison.
Soon enough, a figure dressed in a long gray robe appeared before everyone's eyes. He had an overbearing and heroic aura. His manner was like that of an immortal as he looked down on everyone. Whitzard who bathed in auspicious qi looked gentle and elegant as it stood next to him.
Lu Zhou had traveled at full speed the entire night.
The others could not keep up and were left far behind.
Lu Zhou did not know if he had arrived too early, too late, or at the right time. Naturally, he preferred to be early after he saw some terrible scenes through the power of sight. Like now, he saw Si Wuya covered in wounds, Huang Shijie seriously injured, and Li Jinyi whose face was covered in tears.
The ground was drenched in blood and messy.
