Rongmeng City, over a thousand miles away.
Just as the five-colored giant hand shattered Wu Feng's body.
Two figures suddenly sensed something, both halting their steps and turning their heads to look in the direction of Rongmeng City.
"Your Honor, shall we go take a look?"
The three-eyed youth, Gong Xiyin, slightly furrowed his brows and then looked towards the cold and stern youth in black, his eyes inquiring.
The youth in black squinted slightly, a pondering look in his eyes.
...
"Esteemed one, who exactly are you?"
In a secluded valley in the southern part of Xuan Country.
Family Master Xiao, Xiao Xingde, looked at the Golden Core female Cultivator before him with unmatched nervousness.
His gaze quickly swept over a Black Dragon clasp at her waist.
The mysterious female Cultivator before him was beautiful and emanated an air of nobility, appearing more like a young lady from a distinguished family raised in luxury.
But he did not dare to underestimate her.
