Ye Mo looked at the messy valley and knew there had been a battle not long before. The oppositing side of that buttle must have been the cultivators from the South Peace State.
Guang Wei had guessed right - those people had indeed come with a clear purpose in mind.
The South Peace State's cultivation level was much higher than other places, much less the North Far State's, which was at the bottom.
"It's you? Where are Martial Brother Luo and Martial Brother Xin?" a golden core state level five recognized Guang Wei and yelled.
He thought that a golden core state level four and level three should easily have been able to kill a golden core state level one but now, this level one came back fine, while their two cultivators didn't come back.
Guang Wei sneered, "What's your Martial Brother going missing got to do with me? Am I responsible for watching him?"
Guang Wei's words made the cultivators from the North Far State laugh.
