The Dejected Folk of Wuliang Mountain

"Damn it, hand the thing over..."

After a brief silence, the people of Wuliang Mountain finally could not hold back any longer and roared in fury, "That was our spoils to begin with."

"What a joke... We killed him. What does it have to do with you?"

Zuo Qianqiu sneered, raised his hand, and slashed out with his sword, forcibly blocking the three experts from Wuliang Mountain.

Boom... Bang...

Just then, an earth-shattering sound suddenly rang out.

It was Li Wuhun.

He had actually withdrawn the Great Array, completely ignoring those Blood Race experts as he forcibly pierced through the sky and came charging toward Lu Chuan.

"Zuo Qianqiu, your Xuanhuang Hall is truly sinister enough. Since that's how it is, then these Blood Race people are yours to deal with. Wuliang Mountain will not keep you company..."

Li Wuhun gnashed his teeth and growled, his voice reverberating like a great bell.

The next moment.

He raised a hand and instantly sent out a Jade Slip.

Light flashed, and it actually enveloped everyone from Wuliang Mountain and shot into the sky. In an instant, they had already vanished without a trace.

"Kill... Kill these Human Race Scum! Avenge Prince Maitu..."

"Damn it! Prince Maitu is dead. When we go back, we will definitely be implicated. The only way now is to kill this murderer and atone for our crimes."

"Human Race, you go too far..."

Furious roars followed. Dozens of King-Level Experts from the Blood Race moved at the same time, roaring as they charged to slaughter Lu Chuan, Zuo Qianqiu, and the others.

The people of Wuliang Mountain had retreated, and they seemed consciously unwilling to pursue them.

Instead, they aimed all their fury at Lu Chuan's group.

Because it was Lu Chuan who had killed Prince Maitu.

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