"Shoot dead a Six-star Martial General?"
The ancestor frowned, walked up to the Third Elder to inspect the wound: "Is this corrosive poison? Who else was hit?"
Upon hearing this, the faces of those previously injured by Xiao Honghong turned pale. Upon careful inspection, they found their wounds had unknowingly started to corrode. They quickly took detoxification medicine and assumed a sitting position to meditate.
"Ancestor, the Moonfall Trace that was supposed to return has escaped. It's my fault, please punish me."
Filled with guilt, Meng Rushan looked at the ancestor.
"No matter, after all, she is your sister, your niece; you were already quite troubled."
The Meng family ancestor waved his hand, squinting towards the distance: "However, the Moonfall Trace must be brought back, otherwise missing this opportunity means another twenty-year wait, and I don't have much time left. Do you know where they might flee to?"
