"The only person who could alarm Elder Qiu must be someone in the Golden Core stage, otherwise, there wouldn't be anyone else," Feng Jue's expression was becoming increasingly grave in the ancient pavilion.
Wen Jiu said nothing, watching the Tier Three Array that had been redeployed once again activate before looking away, "Brother Feng, why not sit down for a meal? How about this, one Tier Two Lower Grade Blood Corpse Mushroom in exchange for a meal?"
"Brother Han, now is not the time for jokes." Although Wen Ya's cooking was indeed good, with his challenges against Zuo Xin Kui, the Sect Leader's direct disciple of the Yin Kui Sect looming, he had no appetite whatsoever, not even for a bite, his gaze remaining fixed on the sky.
"The worst has happened." By the ancient pavilion, Feng Jue stared gravely into the distance, his brows tightly furrowed, pondering silently, "The three of them have joined forces again. Are they planning to forcibly attack the Little Demon Realm?"
