Swoosh!
Ye Xuan's figure flashed, landing him on a large tree. After surveying the distance for a moment, he then jumped down.
At present, he was not far from the central area of the Swamp of Blood. He slowed down his pace slightly, for it was better to be cautious since he might be nearing the active region of the Black Demon Sect.
"About two hundred meters ahead, there seems to be the faint sound of a fight. Should we go take a look?"
At that moment, the voice of the Flood Dragon suddenly sounded beside his ear.
"Why bother with such trifling matters? In this Swamp of Blood, fights are common occurrences. But still, we had better go take a look."
At first, Ye Xuan wasn't inclined to meddle, but then he thought, what if it was someone he knew? Looking wouldn't cost any flesh off his bones.
He hadn't walked far when Ye Xuan heard the voice of a woman.
