"Huanhuan, you've wronged your master here. If it weren't for you girls, I truly wouldn't even spare them a glance! Come on, let's see whether Golden Ghost Owl can defeat the people from Yuan Sect!" Xiao Han waved his hand, and a surge of spatial energy enveloped the three of them.
The next moment, Ying Huanhuan and Jiang Yinyin discovered that they had arrived at the back of the mountain.
"Eh, people from Yuan Sect!"
Ying Huanhuan let out a surprised cry, though her expression remained remarkably calm. "Why are they everywhere?"
Xiao Han looked toward the horizon and saw three figures flying over. The leader was an elderly man with long hair, dressed in a brown robe. He stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, while an astonishingly vast aura faintly radiated from him.
Behind the old man followed two younger men, one dressed in black and the other in white. Each wore a white badge on his chest, bearing a black sun. Black and white alternated upon it like yin and yang rising and sinking. They were clearly from the Eastern Xuan Region's super faction—Yuan Sect.
However, unlike the Yuan Sect disciples Xiao Han had seen before, the badges of these two Yuan Sect disciples had golden threads wound around their edges.
"Interesting. They're actually Eight Spirit Generals!" Ying Huanhuan said with a smile. If Xiao Han had not been present, given how much she disliked Yuan Sect, she would have long since slapped these two top disciples of Yuan Sect's Eight Divisions to death!
"Friends from Yuan Sect, I wonder what brings you here?" Golden Ghost Owl asked coldly, his gaze grave as he looked up at the three people in the sky.
"Uncle-Master Jiang, when we came here a few days ago, it