"Fallen Immortal?"
Upon hearing this answer from Wang Lu, Xuan Mo seemed a bit surprised.
"You already knew about this?"
Wang Lu said, "Far more than just know, we have basically dealt with one of them…"
Before he could continue, Xuan Mo's face had already sunk. "Have they already begun to descend?"
Hearing her question, Wang Lu realized that the crisis Fallen Immortal was even more frightening than expected. They… descended. Just by one sentence, Wang Lu couldn't help but picture in his mind the scene where dozens or hundreds of Mr. Feng Yue descended on Nine Regions.
That would be the end of the world.
