"Roar!" At that time, the distant roar of Qin Shang resounded.
Instantly, Ye Yuqiao's eyes shone with sharpness. Having smelled Qin Shang's scent, she swiftly shifted her gaze eastward, only to see Qin Shang's beast-like figure gradually becoming visible and expanding amidst the abruptly changing night sky.
"It's Qin Shang!" Chen Hao also spotted Qin Shang at that moment.
Ye Yuqiao furrowed her brows and grunted, saying, "Tai Shan said Qin Shang wants to take something from this underground temple."
Chen Hao nodded, then turned his head to carefully observe the expression on Ye Yuqiao's face, wanting to know if Ye Yuqiao was very worried about Qin Shang. Now, most of the buildings in the ancient city below had been crushed by the falling land, and were being submerged and corroded bit by bit by the blood of wolves pouring down along with the vortex.