Yun Lei did not know why but there was a deep sense of wrath hidden behind Hunlang Zhenzhen's words. Her tone was not indicative of this, far from it. However, his senses were more than capable of relaying this fact to him.
His blood-red eyes narrowed for a moment as he tried to comprehend what he had heard. It was only natural for him to be curious about what could have made his supposed ancestor so upset. But he had little time to dwell on that; at that moment, he had other things to worry about.
"CHARGE!"
Without slowing down a single bit, the members of the Holy Creek Sect rushed forwards like mad bulls. The frontline of the enemy was composed almost entirely of cultivators in the Energy Sensing Realm while the Quans only had mortals. On the surface, this was an easy victory for the Holy Creek.
