"We were a step too late!"
A burly black figure, built like a bear or tiger, stood beneath the shadows and gazed into the distance at the Mi Family Residence, now reduced to ruins.
The air still carried a thick stench of blood.
The immense spiritual energy fluctuations were slowly dissipating, yet they still proclaimed just how brutal the battle here had been.
Faintly, it seemed as though unwilling roars and furious howls still echoed through the clouds above this place.
The black figure shook his head and turned to leave.
Then suddenly, his body stiffened.
He raised his head rigidly and looked at the figure in the sky, who was carefully examining him.
"A Jade Cauldron Sword Cultivator?"
That man's eyes were incomparably sharp, as though they contained ten thousand swords.
Yet as he looked at the black figure, he remained hesitant.
"Human? Or demon?"
The black figure cupped his fists. "You came too late as well."
With that, he vanished into the night.
In the sky, the Jade Cauldron Sword Cultivator was full of doubt. Was this man also one of Mi Shuhua's reinforcements?
But how had he never heard of such a person in Great River Market?
He was clearly a Human Race Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet the Demon Qi around him was so dense.
Forget it. There was no time to worry about him.
The task assigned by the elder was the urgent priority.
"Late?"
"I am not late!"
With a cold sneer, Sword Light rose around him. His body became a blue rainbow as he flew toward the place he had sensed.
Outside Slanting Moon Valley, the battle was at its fiercest!
With Dan Xiu and Gao Tingyuan dead—
Luo Chen, Murong Qinglian, Duan Feng, and Gu Cai Yi were freed up, and the momentum