A hoarse voice came from behind the cave mansion again.
"You're getting distracted."
"That's Peace Village, after all." Ling Yexu sighed softly, transforming into a three-foot-long sharp edge, piercing through the vast clouds.
Powerful auras flew simultaneously towards the same direction.
Zhenlu Mountain hadn't been this lively for a long time.
...
Boom boom boom...
Loud noises suddenly erupted, as if wanting to strike the beach, landing in front of the [Peace Tablet].
Overwhelming powerful auras startled the Thirteenth Prince, making him hide behind Wang Xiaoyi.
Ming Donglou didn't even glance at them, his expression solemn, staring fixedly at the boiling vast white fog.
He knew that such a commotion would undoubtedly draw out these demons.
"Wang Xiaoyi, you dare to come back?"
Suddenly, a shocked voice rang out from the crowd.
In an instant, fierce gazes gathered like flickering candlelight, all focused on Wang Xiaoyi's body.