At this moment, Qian Peisheng and his companion stopped discussing Wang Teng.
Their plan was to wait quietly for the points ranking to be released and then evaluate the threat posed by Wang Teng and the Celestial Court.
At the same time, in the Yuan Race residence.
In a courtyard, Si Ling strolled amidst the morning fog, looking towards the direction of the Wu Race residence.
At this moment, she looked haggard.
Logically, Primordial Venerable and others should have sent back information by midnight.
But she still hadn't received any reply from Primordial Venerable.
She tried to contact Primordial Venerable, but was horrified to find that she couldn't reach him.
This was too bizarre!
Earlier, her father went to the Wu Race Headquarters and then inexplicably disappeared.
Later, the clan leader led an army of thirty thousand to the Wu Race, and even they lost contact!
Si Ling couldn't make sense of it!
Throughout this night, she couldn't sleep.
