The appearance of Zhao Feng's voice carried a kind of soothing power.
Upon hearing it!
Yang Jian's anger gradually calmed down.
Then.
Yang Jian took a deep breath, still cold-faced, and glanced at the Heavenly Soldiers and demon soldiers still fighting on Huaguo Mountain.
Those Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and demon soldiers were engaged in fierce battle, with battle cries shaking the heavens, and blood staining the earth.
He didn't think much of it, nor did he intend to join in.
Instead, he sheathed his sword directly, then moved through the air, causing ripples in the void beneath his feet, and his figure vanished into the void.
"Let's go."
Upon reaching the summit of emptiness, Yang Jian coldly shouted, his voice spreading, as he had no intention of lingering here.
Howling Celestial Dog heard his master's command, and then turned into a white light, following behind Yang Jian.
