Biting Cold Murderous Intent

The surroundings of the majestic Black White Deity Mountain was like a piece of scored earth; the white fog temporarily dissipated.

Hovering above the piece of scorched earth were Lord You Lan and General Ku Meng. Everything was calm; they were facing off against Battleship D9, which was not too far off into the distance.　

"Mn?" Lord You Lan’s expression changed slightly. He looked into the distance.

Four teams of Transcendents were coming one after another.

"Oh? This should be the team from the Dark Abyss, right?" The commander from the last team was a teenager garbed in gold. He casually commented, "What is going on? According to the rules of the Temporal Temple, sending a powerful Demigod allows for two others to accompany him as well! Why is the Dark Abyss team left with only two Demigods? Unless, one of them had died at the hands of the Xia Clan?"