"No need to rush, let him run for a bit." The woman spoke indifferently, "If there are other junior brothers and sisters, they might be drawn out by him, and we can catch them all together."
"Hehe, that's exactly what I'm thinking." The man immediately laughed: "But pay attention to the timing, we must control him before the changes of the primordial chaos."
...
Xu Ziyang found himself in a snowy icy world, standing in the snow, he spread out his divine sense to observe his surroundings.
A moment later, a black shadow fell from the front.
It was a tall man, also one of the disciples from the previous generation. He looked at Xu Ziyang with a hint of puzzlement. "Aren't you going to run?"
"Why should I run?" Xu Ziyang asked, his face impassive. He slowly drew his sword. "You guys are four people, we're also four. As long as one of us can defeat one of you, won't that be enough?"
"Heh." The senior brother laughed at his words. "You're brave. I like it."
