"This Demon Race group, really has been staying outside the domain for too long; they truly think that the Eight Great Sects in the Cang Mang Domain are not worth mentioning, with eyes set too high. I just hope everything goes smoothly, and no more accidents happen."
"Once we deal with Zong Yue, the next target is the True Martial Sect."
"Jiang Shu..."
A dissatisfied cold shout came from his mouth, Qiu Taoguang's eyes turned fierce, and he had already made up his mind.
Immediately, he beckoned to lead those True Inheritors of the Demon Sect, along with two members of the Beast Taming Sect, each carefully concealing their aura fluctuations, advancing towards the deep mountains where Zong Yue and others were hiding.
At this moment, Zong Yue was sitting cross-legged alone on a protruding rock on a mountain wall, his hands continuously forming seals, urging Primordial Power to refine the elixir, gradually healing the injuries within his body.
Tread, tread, tread,
