"Not clear."
"But this group of loose cultivators looks all disheveled."
"There's no doubt that something must have happened in the shantytown."
Su Weiwei also felt that a big problem had occurred at Cyan Forest Market, otherwise, how could these loose cultivators leave the shantytown and return to this Nameless Valley?
Her face was very solemn.
Because when immortals fight, mortals suffer.
If there's an issue at Cyan Forest Market, loose cultivators are definitely the first to suffer.
Loose cultivators are also the ones with the least ability to handle risks.
"Don't worry, we'll find out once they come over."
"We'll soon know what's happened."
Jiang Fan said in a deep voice.
His heart stirred, and he activated the Life Talisman on him—the Fortune-Telling Talisman.
Suddenly, this talisman emitted golden light, and the Primordial Spiritual Power within him was rapidly consumed.
It seemed that an invisible force was penetrating the void.
Good Fortune!
