The same scene was happening almost at the same time outside the Sky Treasure Pavilion.
The spies of various forces quickly spread the news.
The fat sheep had been released!
They could be intercepted and killed!
Strike first!
Kill!
…
He felt the surging undercurrents around him.
The corners of Chu Feng's mouth were already raised slightly under his black robe.
From the looks of it, the fish had taken the bait.
He headed north towards the Netherworld Region.
Not long after he left Yunzhou City, some people were already stirring in the dark.
On a deserted yellow hill, a breeze stirred up a pile of yellow sand.
It looked like there was no one around.
Chu Feng suddenly stopped.
Behind him, Liu Xian'er followed closely. No one spoke as they all looked at Chu Feng.
Chu Feng glanced around indifferently and stared at a spot of quicksand not far away.
