"What happened? Have demons invaded?"
Hearing the commotion, Jiang Bei flashed out of the courtyard and instantly appeared above the imperial palace.
Looking out, he saw that the entire palace had descended into chaos, with fires blazing everywhere.
Screams rose one after another.
The stench of blood permeated the air, so thick it seemed almost tangible.
Then Jiang Bei heard desperate shouts ring out: "Run, everyone! Nirvana Hall is here! If they catch you, you're dead!"
Those voices belonged to none other than Fang Xin and Shi Fei!
"Nirvana Hall actually came here?"
Jiang Bei's heart sank.
He knew all too well how powerful Nirvana Hall's members were.
They had actually pursued them all the way to the Dragon River Kingdom?
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
His gaze swept across the area, and he saw figures shooting out from various locations, scattering in every direction. They were Xu Zijin, Song Beijin, and the others.
Fang Xin and Shi Fei were also fleeing despite their grave injuries, taking some people with them.
Jiang Bei frowned. He had no intention of confronting the enemy head-on either.
Yet, just as he was about to leave—
"Hm?"
His senses suddenly stirred. He stopped and looked into the distance.
Four figures abruptly emerged from the void nearby, surrounding him in a triangular formation.
Each of them carried the reek of blood.
They were Meng Ping and the other two men from Nirvana Hall, along with Mu Yi of the Mu Clan.
All four had come from the Dragon Flame Heavenly Gate.
"There's another one here, all alone!"
Meng Ping fixed his gaze on Jiang Bei, a savage grin curling his lips. "Search his soul first. We can pursue the others afterward! Get him! Capture him so Elder Mu can search his soul!"
"Yes!"
The two black-robed men