"Hmph, do you think hiding in the Wangyue Continent will leave us helpless?"
They did not want to anger the Crimsonrobes Sword God.
But the Wangyue Continent was their retreat. It must be contested.
"Hmph, this isn't over! The Crimsonrobes Sword God thinks the sun revolves around him just because he's alone in the Eastern lands!" Ling Jiao said angrily. However, while speaking, she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Her face turned as white as a sheet suddenly, her aura dropping, weak and feeble.
"Ling Jiao?" The crowd watched the scene, shocked.
Could it be that the Crimsonrobes Sword God had not left yet?
Was he punishing Ling Jiao?
The color drained from the faces of the young elites present. No one dared to speak or discuss the Crimsonrobes Sword God anymore.
…
Streaks of light flew across the sky.
Qi Yuan looked at Luo Xi beside him, and asked him: "Have you been to Xuanyuan Forbidden?"
Luo Xi was startled: "Senior…how did you know?"
