"Zhan Buxiu!"
The golden messenger paper crane emitted a cold voice.
Upon hearing this, the Vice Temple Master furrowed his brows.
He continued to listen to the subsequent message, his expression growing increasingly grave, even finding it inconceivable.
Finally, the Vice Temple Master burned the message transmission paper crane with a flicker of fire.
He was furious!
Because the Grand Hall Master had ordered him to attack Misty Sect.
"Have those old fools trained themselves into idiots?"
"With the protector Fox Consort Feifei—a Great Power nearing the Divine Origin Realm—and Ye Feng, such an unfathomably strong figure, at Misty Sect, sending me there, just a little lackey from the Spirit Sea Realm, isn't this just delivering food to them?"
"Forget it, first I'll lurk there for a while, and wait until Ye Feng and Fox Consort Feifei, those two top-notch powerhouses are not at Misty Sect. Attacking later wouldn't be too late."
