"Damn that Chu Qingyun... We were played by him!"
Zhou Jianxiong's face twisted with rage. He viciously stomped the insectoid Demon Beast that had been tracking the scent, crushing it to powder.
After days of frantic work, it had all been for nothing. Not only that, but they had been set up and made a mockery of!
As for Zhou Yongyang, his expression changed drastically.
The Chu Qingyun they were promised was gone.
How was he supposed to explain this to the people from the Martial Soul Hall?
And how could they possibly let him off the hook?
But just then, the expressions of Zhou Jianxiong and all his men changed in an instant.
They all sensed more than twenty frenzied, bloodthirsty auras rushing toward them at extreme speed.
It was Blood Corpses—Martial King Realm Blood Corpses!
"This is bad! Get out of the cave, now!"
Zhou Jianxiong was the first to snap back to his senses, roaring out the command.
