"What's going on, why can't I sense the aura of the altar!"
At this moment, Mei Changqing truly panicked, for his real trump card was the being within the altar. As long as it was there, he could obtain an infinite amount of Immortal Spirit Qi and turn the tables anew.
But now, the aura of the altar had inexplicably vanished, throwing him into disarray.
Looking at the two before him, with expressions that were smiles yet not smiles, a bad premonition welled up inside him.
"Heh, it seems you haven't checked the borderlands, to make such a rookie mistake."
The old beggar clicked his tongue in wonder.
"Hmph, it's not his fault. Seeing Ling Xue'er attacking must have thrown him into confusion,"
Song Que also said with a cold laugh.
"What do you mean, you know about the altar!"
"You old coot, it was you who hid my altar!"