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"Hyah! Hyah—!!!"

Meanwhile, Xiang Haoyang was racing toward the Ren-Rank Camp, nearly whipping the Qingzhou Camp's carefully bred Dragon Blood steed beneath him until its hide split open.

The fine horse's four hooves flew, galloping relentlessly with the force of wind and thunder.

As Xiang Haoyang continuously pushed his speed higher, he stared ahead with tightly furrowed brows. His heart pounded like a drum, filled with extreme worry.

The Ren-Rank Camp was not far ahead.

And just moments ago, he had sensed enormous commotion from a battle up ahead.

Such a disturbance was certainly beyond what ordinary people could cause. Most likely... Xuan You had already recovered from his injuries and come to attack the Ren-Rank Camp!

Jiang Bei, Chang Rui, and the others had undoubtedly already engaged him in battle.

"Faster! A little faster!"

Xiang Haoyang's heart sank to rock bottom. He roared hoarsely, nearly snapping his whip as he lashed it, "Jiang Bei! Chang Rui! You have to hold on!"

Just as the horse was about to crest the next hill, the massive, heart-palpitating sounds of battle abruptly vanished.

In their place was a deathly silence.

Yet an ominous premonition instantly seized Xiang Haoyang's heart.

The battle was over! And so quickly!

Could it be that Jiang Bei and Chang Rui had already...

Xiang Haoyang's entire body began to tremble. He scarcely dared imagine what kind of hellish scene would greet his eyes once he rushed over the hill.

A moment later, the ruined tents of the Ren-Rank Camp gradually appeared in the distance.

The residual ripples of power in the air had yet to fully dissipate, while the stench of blood permeated the air.

Xiang Haoyang abruptly pulled on the reins and quickly looked ahead.

The Ren-Rank Camp before him was a complete mess. Its stockade walls