Qi Xie had been slain!
Mingjian Prefectural Lord raced over at top speed. He had originally feared that Zhou You had been killed, only to witness a scene terrifying beyond measure.
The thirteen evil warriors under Yang Mo were all towering leaders among evil warriors, titans capable of standing on their own, each comparable to a provincial governor or prefectural lord. It was no easy task for an ordinary provincial governor to kill even one of them.
Without exception, every provincial governor and prefectural lord dispatched by the capital had been killed, unable to take office alive.
As a result, important posts throughout Putuo Prefecture had become hot potatoes that no one dared accept, leaving countless vacancies.
Putuo Prefecture's situation was complicated and perilous. Without relying on the God of Release Cult's power, it was difficult to survive. Mingjian Prefectural Lord himself had only gained a foothold after joining the strange God of Release Cult and borrowing the strength of the Five Halls Heavenly King.
He had thought that Nanchen Prefectural Lord Zhou Daqian, like himself, would have to keep a low profile to remain safe.
Who could have expected him to make such a huge splash the moment he arrived?
The fissured abyss on the ground swallowed Yue Qiansen's mangled remains like a gaping maw, while the air still carried the stench of blood.
Zhou You put away the Tiger Blade and continued chasing forward. He had set his heart on retrieving Ku Tang and Seven Flavors.
"Nanchen Prefectural Lord, don't chase a desperate enemy!"
Mingjian Prefectural Lord shouted anxiously. Since one Qi Xie had appeared, there was no guarantee other evil warriors were not lurking nearby.
Once they fell into the siege of more than one evil warrior, even a provincial governor might meet a bitter end and