In the air outside of the Nine Emperors Sect.
"Young Master!"
A purple-robed figure suddenly appeared beside Wang Yuan and respectfully said, "Grayrobe from Blood Feather Tower is coming in person, and he will arrive here in several minutes."
"So fast?"
With a frown, Wang Yuan casually threw away the fruit he had been eating, and ordered, "Dan Wu, go stop them. I'll go after my Third Brother."
"Yes," The brown-haired elder beside Wang Yuan answered, and then his figure instantly disappeared from the air.
"Little Condor, let's go." Wang Yuan patted the Purple Cloud Condor under him.
The Purple Cloud Condor flapped its wings and flew towards the Nine Emperors Sect.
Jian Wushuang and his comrades had just come out of the Nine Emperors Sect.
"Third brother." Riding on the Purple Cloud Condor, Wang Yuan turned up in front of Jian Wushuang.
"Eldest Brother," Jian Wushang said with a forced smile.
