"Screech..."
Accompanied by the crisp sound of tearing, a void rift appeared mid-air not far to the right, and a figure stepped out. It was Vice Inspector-General Xuanyuan Xiankong...
At this moment, the one-sided massacre had just concluded, and the air was still thick with the strong scent of blood. Xuanyuan Xiankong had no sooner stepped out of the void rift when he furrowed his brow: "What happened here?"
"Clan Elder, you're just a step too late. I originally intended to send a message to call you over to try to dissuade Brother Long, but now... sigh..."
Xuanyuan Jue shook his head with a bitter smile and immediately stepped forward to meet him, giving a rough account of the situation.
Finally, as if suddenly remembering something, he turned his head to look at Chen Tang: "Brother Long, where is Qin Chuzu who lured you away earlier? And Sima Chuzu is nowhere to be seen either. That old guy should have set an ambush in the outskirts of the Northwest during the duel, right?"
