In the sky.
Jiang Zheng's face was grim. He waved his sleeve, putting away the Langhuan Ancient Stele, and said in a low voice, "We must leave this place at once!"
With that, a stream of watery light swept out, enveloping Zhuang Daojing and another Elder from the Divine Image Sect, and shot swiftly toward the distant sky.
Fang Cheng said nothing and followed.
A short while later, after the group had flown ten thousand li, Jiang Zheng finally halted his Escape Light.
Fang Cheng had his suspicions and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, was there something wrong with that blood sphere?"
Jiang Zheng's expression was grave. "If I am not mistaken, that was the Blood Soul Guide of the Yu Family from the Hidden Luo Continent."
Upon hearing mention of the Lu Family of Hidden Luo Continent, Fang Cheng's heart stirred.
This was the very family that Yang Yi had been secretly investigating.
The top family hailed as the number one Immortal Race of this world.
