After cleaning up the battlefield,
Shen Mo summoned a Winged Serpent, and the group set off again.
However, about half an hour after they left, Yang Kun appeared at the site with a band of powerful individuals.
Looking at the corpses of the black-clothed leader and the others on the ground, an icy expression appeared on Yang Kun's face, "Useless trash, all wiped out in one fell swoop."
"Your Highness, we have startled the snake by hitting the grass, what should we do now?" A young man dressed in black beside Yang Kun asked.
If Xiao Yi had been there, he would have recognized that this young man was none other than Sun Yao.
Yang Kun said coldly, "What is there to fear? Each of us could drown them with just a spit. Furthermore, we have Bai Xue as an insider among them. No matter what, they will not be able to escape the palm of my hand!"
"Your Highness is indeed wise, to even have your people in Feixue Temple!" Sun Yao said with a smile.
