Wuming laughed heartily and quickened his pace.
"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, these people are clearly from the Dark Palace."
We have also heard about the deeds of the Dark Palace, which are truly abhorrent. Naturally, the cultivators of the Heavenly Desolate Continent must unite in their hatred against them.
Cang Lan, equally clueless, chimed in, "Fellow Daoist, don't be anxious, I, Cang Lan, am here."
Zhuge Tian sighed and silently mourned for the two of them.
Lin Xu quietly watched the two approaching figures, a strange smile on his face.
Their Grand Master has been in great need lately, and he needs to prepare in advance. He instructed Hei San:
"Go ahead and take them down. These two are still quite useful if you train them a bit."
Hei San agreed and walked towards Wu Ming and Cang Lan.
Wuming and Canglan had excited expressions on their faces until the Black Three Generals revealed their aura.
The two sensed something was wrong and turned to run away.
Hei San chuckled, "When I saw you, you were already in my grasp. Now you want to run away? Don't you think it's too late?"
He didn't use any weapons; he simply reached out and grabbed at the two men with one hand.
Wuming and Canglan felt as if they had entered a trap, unable to escape no matter how hard they tried, and they were shocked.
On the other side, Hei Er felt that it was about time and planned to take down Xue Luo and Ye Ling.
He unleashed a hand strike that transformed in mid-air into a hundred-foot-long broadsword, appearing as if it were real.
Xue Luo and Ye Ling were greatly alarmed, realizing that something was wrong.
At this critical moment, a majestic dragon suddenly appeared from the void.
The two figures on the dragon's back simultaneously headed in two different directions, blocking Hei San and Hei Er.
Qin Feng and his group have arrived.
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