"You've arrived rather swiftly."
Wen Jiu immediately focused all his attention, after all, this was one of the Four Deities Generals of the Spirit Suppressing Army.
The cultivation technique, perception, and strength were all extraordinary. Take Lin Zhuo for example; the battle between the Outer Path Hidden Demon Sect and him had been ongoing for days on end, yet he still stood unshaken like a nail driven into the Divine Fall Mountain Range. This was one of the reasons why the Outer Path Hidden Demon Sect spared no cost to open a battlefield in the Traceless Mountain Range, to block his reinforcements.
Nangong Huan, as one of the Four Deities Generals, might not necessarily be more powerful than Lin Zhuo, but he wouldn't be weaker either.
"Arriving so quickly, it seems he's not only here for this battle, nor just for Qi Mountain and Cold Pool Mist Valley." Wen Jiu murmured, but he didn't dwell on these matters, as they were of little harm.
