"Yes."
Su Tang nodded, his expression one of self-evident truth.
He didn't feel any killing intent—perhaps the opponents had concealed it too well.
In fact, if it hadn't been for Wei Na's reminder, even An Jiuyue hadn't detected any killing aura, which meant that those people had very high cultivation levels, certainly not something their current levels could match.
"Brother Beiye."
She looked at Zhan Beiye, her eyes slightly darkening.
"Is there a situation?"
Zhan Beiye naturally understood what An Jiuyue meant. Throughout their journey, they had encountered more than just one or two groups of opponents; they had always been wading through slaughter.
"Our opponents have cultivation levels much higher than ours," An Jiuyue said.
"How is that possible?"
Su Tang was the first to disbelieve, shaking his head.
He had received information that the assassins from the Rui Prison Grounds had all been dealt with. He had just received the news this morning.
