"What a mess, there's killing and fighting everywhere, with no semblance of order. The outside Qiaoshan is like this, so the inside Huangdi Mausoleum must be even more chaotic and dangerous. A delicate little flower like me is too easily damaged, it's better to be careful and wait for Long leg Sister to arrive. It'll be safer to enter together, and our chances of obtaining treasures would be greater."
Although Ye Rong hadn't received a Flying Sword Letter yet, he had a feeling that Long leg Sister would definitely come.
Just within his line of sight near Qiaoshan, there were already more than ten ongoing battles being fought. Some of them were sparked by trivial friction, while others were sworn enemies with mutual hostility. The smell of blood always filled the air.
"One Sword Withering and Prosperity, you are also here on Qiaoshan. It seems like the heavens want you dead!"
