Jun Yinglian after the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
Many shadows kept approaching. If she didn't intentionally make the lightning scent with thunderclaps which could only be performed by level nine Dao Origin Stage cultivators before she left, these men wouldn't be able to notice anything wrong in a short time.
Over a hundred figures were approaching from different directions. However, when they saw what had happened, they were shocked and stopped.
The plan failed.
They hadn't even seen the target, yet the plan failed.
They didn't even know how.
At the moment, a man was approaching from the sky with thunderclaps in the wind. Flashes of lightning were still striking in the air, but the man had landed in front of the others.
He was tall and robust, with a golden mask on his face and imposing manner.
"Chief." The others saw him and bowed.
