Si Qi rode the crane and left.
Xie Xuanyi stood alone in the wilderness.
"Woo woo woo—"
The strong wind lifted grass debris, and far away, pitch-black clouds surged like mountains, with faint sounds of ghostly wails.
The people from Yin Mountain had arrived.
Still just like the memories... Wild grass fluttering, a straight line rising in the wilderness, that's the Earth Dragon lurking shallowly, White Ghost leading the disciples of Yin Mountain, surrounding oneself, only waiting for Si Qi to leave, officially starting this siege and hunt!
"Kill!"
Above the dark clouds, seated at the center, was Da Sui Sword Palace's first disciple under White Ghost, Master White Crane Ren Zhong.
Ren Zhong's large sleeves fluttered, his expression icy cold, as he used both hands to seal, pressing down the Ten Thousand Souls Formation!
Xie Xuanyi raised his hand for a sword strike.
Whoosh!
