Evil Wind howled, and yellow sand filled the sky.
Several miles from the Main Three-Defense Fortress, a tiny boat only three meters long raised a cloud sail of Pale Fire and sped away.
Almost at the same time, King Bear Shou and two other old Sin Prisoners inside the Main Three-Defense Fortress opened their eyes in unison.
After exchanging glances, one old Sin Prisoner smiled indifferently. They were all old foxes who had lived for tens of thousands of years. They could guess what tricks that little formation master Qing Xue wanted to play with their heels.
She thought she had concealed it well, but she was only deceiving herself, desperately seeking treatment in her panic.
But so what? What did it have to do with him?
The Hidden Origin Society's progress in repairing the Sin Prison Tower would not change. They had gained the Hidden Origin Society's recognition, and neither would the outcome of their loyalty to the Hidden Origin Society and joining the Dark Domain change.
He resumed his false slumber. Without little formation master Qing Xue, other factions would take over.
The other old Sin Prisoner curiously asked King Bear Shou, "You're not planning to chase him? Didn't you stay behind for the blood curse on that kid?"
King Bear Shou's expression was somewhat gloomy. His gaze flickered with apparent reluctance, but he finally sighed. "That little girl Qing Xue is ruthless, and she seems to like that brat quite a bit. Even desperately seeking treatment doesn't mean throwing caution to the winds like this. Wang Zhige may have Level 18 Minute Insight, but using it to complete a survey in this environment is a fool's dream. Otherwise, wouldn't it be enough to directly invite a formation master from the Azure Dragon Clan? The facts have proven