"Heh heh heh... Looks like we're late!" a raspy voice rang out. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard, making the disciples below shudder uncontrollably.
"Hmph. If you hadn't insisted on wasting time on that Minor Sect, Second Brother, we would've caught that kid by now!" another voice complained.
"Heh heh... As if you didn't have your share of slaughtering that Sect and devouring their Essence Blood. And you dare blame me!" the last person retorted. Incredibly, the three of them began to squabble in mid-air.
"Forgive my asking, Seniors, but for what purpose have you come?" a Fallen Valley disciple asked respectfully, looking up at the three squabbling figures. He could feel an aura from them that was even more powerful than Shen Haoran's. 'It would be perfect if I could get them to deal with Shen Haoran.'
