The tremendous impact sent Jiang Zuo crashing to the ground in a highly undignified posture.
His body scraped up a layer of dirt from the ground.
Fortunately, with the protection of Baijie Daoist's bronze mirror, Jiang Zuo did not suffer even a superficial injury.
Jiang Zuo quickly got back to his feet and surveyed his surroundings, growing tense at the same time.
Although he had no idea what had happened after he lost consciousness, judging from what had just occurred, Jiang Zuo had already guessed at some of the details.
The president had sent him away so urgently, so that purple-haired little girl must have been terrifying... Jiang Zuo wanted to go back and see how Baijie Daoist was doing, but he also knew perfectly well that if he returned, he would probably only become a burden.
The only thing he could do was protect himself... At the very least, he could not let President Baijie's effort to send him away be in vain.
What Jiang Zuo never expected, however, was that after cautiously moving forward for some distance, he would unexpectedly run into the Vermilion Bird Clan monster who had previously intended to tear his master's corpse into pieces: Yan Liu!
This unexpected encounter immediately left Jiang Zuo trembling with fear.
Even more horrifying was the fact that he personally witnessed this madman from the Vermilion Bird Clan begin devouring the corpses of his own kind... the corpses of other demon clans, and even the corpses of cultivators!
An appalling Violent Aura radiated from Yan Liu's entire body, making him seem like a ticking time bomb.
Jiang Zuo carefully concealed himself, afraid that this deranged fellow would discover him—but just then, he actually saw the purple-haired little girl!
This... shouldn't this little girl be with President Baijie...?
*Could it