"And you, Cang Xuan—weren't you also supposed to protect the Myriad Daos Divine Maiden? How did the Myriad Daos Divine Maiden of your sect end up bound and ravaged with the Ten Thousand Ghosts Rope? Isn't Zhao Yuanming your senior brother?"
Elder Yin Lan's words instantly made Cang Xuan's expression turn incomparably ugly.
The sudden appearance of the Cube Battlefield had separated him from Jiang Feitan. After coming out, he had kept trying to contact Jiang Feitan, yet received no response. He had thought she had suffered defeat in the Cube Battlefield and encountered some powerful foe... He had never expected this.
"Senior Brother Zhao's Ten Thousand Ghosts Rope?"
Cang Xuan recalled that fleeting glimpse just now. It really did seem to be the Ten Thousand Ghosts Rope!
"Who exactly is this person? I've never heard of anyone named Lin Feng possessing such ability." Wu Jiu frowned deeply and gradually slowed down, because at this moment, he could no longer see even Li Tianming's back.
They had lost him!
"This person can't possibly be Senior Brother Zhao's man. Senior Brother Zhao can't be contacted either, and now even the Ten Thousand Ghosts Rope is gone?" Cang Xuan slowed as well, his eyes turning cold. "This Dao Curse must have been planted by Senior Brother Zhao..."
At that thought, Cang Xuan's eyelids twitched.
"Everyone, since we can't catch up, farewell."
As he spoke, he prepared to leave.
"You're planning to burn that Dao Curse, aren't you?" Yin Lan suddenly said.
At those words, Old Devil Poison Heaven and Wu Jiu both looked at Cang Xuan. Their gazes clearly did not wish to let Cang Xuan leave their sight.
Cang Xuan could only stop, turn back, and look at them helplessly. "You really are crafty. You even know that the Dao Curses