He would never be careless, nor would he forget that there would always be Xuan formations or other things that could be used in any home ground.
Then, he felt the strange movements underground, so he moved out and came in front of the sixteen black-robed Oracles.
The black-robed Oracles lowered their heads, as if they were running towards a black crystal in the center to activate something.
They already knew that someone was coming. They saw it, but it was as if they didn't see it. Their reaction was only to sense that someone was coming. Their nervous system had just begun to transmit information.
Xia Ji had already floated to the front of the 16 people when he said " here. " He spun the Underworld Blade in his hand.
Death split sixteen people.
Xia Ji pulled the black crystal with his left hand and stored it in his storage space before flying back.
When he returned to his original spot.
He just happened to ask the last "where".
