Preparing to Head to the Blood God Legion

Mu Xi had not wanted to disturb Xia Yi.

She had held herself back when Zhen Hua went missing.

Xia Yi was the person the Sun Moon Federation had appointed to deal with the Tang Sect.

She had not wanted to ask Xia Yi for help because she did not want him to become hesitant and constrained because of Zhen Hua.

In any case, the Tang Sect would not make things difficult for Zhen Hua.

But she had never expected the Tang Sect to suffer such a catastrophe, leaving Zhen Hua's fate unknown as well.

Now, Zhen Hua had even been announced by the Sun Moon Federation as one of the people killed in the Tang Sect explosion.

She truly had no other choice before she thought of Xia Yi. After all, Xia Yi was the person the Sun Moon Federation had fully entrusted with dealing with the Tang Sect.

Now, Xia Yi was her only hope.

"Mu Xi, don't be sad yet. Listen to me. Your martial uncle should be fine. He probably isn't in the Tang Sect right now," Xia Yi comforted her softly. "The Holy Spirit Cult definitely wouldn't help the Tang Sect rescue Zang Xin for nothing. There must have been an exchange, and that exchange was very likely your martial uncle. If that's really the case, then your martial uncle won't be in danger."

Zhen Hua was different from others.

If anyone else fell into the Holy Spirit Cult's hands, they might truly have no hope of survival.

But Zhen Hua was different. No one would be willing to kill him.

At most, he would suffer a little for refusing to cooperate with the Holy Spirit Cult and help forge Four-Word Battle Armor.

"The Holy Spirit Cult." Mu Xi suddenly froze. That was right. Aside