The three disciples of Corpse Soul Valley had also been killed by Han Zhao. Their losses had already been caused. Next, they had to attack the Heavenly Profound Sect's mountain-protecting array and fight the Martial God of Heavenly Saint Grotto-Heaven. They could not complicate matters.
"Hmph!" Murong Hua glanced at Cao Mengxuan and snorted at Qi Qingchan.
"Han Zhao! You deserve to die!" Wang Tengyun was furious when he learned from another Wang family disciple that Wang Xueji had died at Han Zhao's hands.
At this moment, the mountain-protecting array of the Heavenly Profound Mountain was opened. A white demon bird that was hundreds of meters long flew out and arrived in front of everyone. Its green eyes were extremely demonic.
"Everyone, why are you gathered at the Heavenly Profound Mountain?"
"Han Zhao killed an elder of my Corpse Soul Valley and snatched my Demon Gold Mine. Why do you think we're here?!" Li Shuang said coldly.
