Until a certain moment, the two suddenly disappeared from their spots.
When they reappeared, they had already collided with each other.
"Clang——!!"
...
Thousands of meters above, Xue Jing sensed something and looked down.
In his silver-white pupils burned a Dark Flame, the pitch-black night and the distance of thousands of meters could not obstruct his vision, and with just one glance, he saw clearly what was happening below.
He also spotted a few people from his own dojo.
Xue Jing's gaze lingered for a moment on Boshang, Qingjiao, and Chen Fuguang before he withdrew his gaze and looked towards the robust man clad in black crystal armor in the distance.
Although he wanted to go down and help, he first had to deal with the troublesome thing in front of him.
Xue Jing gripped a piece of black crystal in his hand.
He had just seized it from the opponent.
