Xiang Yunlong's eyes flickered as he desperately tried to conceal his panic, yet he could not help sending a voice transmission:
"Second Uncle!"
"Shut up!"
Xiang Feng immediately rebuked him.
Although the three before them looked no different from the Human Race, the methods they had displayed were simply too powerful. They seemed to be the legendary Mahayana Cultivators.
Yet no Mahayana Cultivator had ever been born among the Human Race, so in Xiang Feng's eyes, the origins of Luo Hong and the other two were exceedingly suspicious!
"They asked about the Xia Ling Tribe the moment they opened their mouths. This is most likely a trap laid by the Saint Armor Race. I must not fall for it!"
A flash of resolve appeared in Xiang Feng's eyes!
But the next moment, Luo Hong's voice sounded in his ears again:
"So they have indeed made contact. They picked a rather good location."
What?
Before Xiang Feng could react, a massive Black Lightning Formation appeared beneath everyone's feet.
After a thunderous boom, Xiang Feng felt slightly dizzy. When he looked down, Sha Ke City had vanished, replaced by a vast lake.
The lake was enormous. Even from high in the air, Xiang Feng could not see its boundaries.
Moreover, towering peaks rose from the shimmering waters, lush and verdant with vibrant life. They formed a stark contrast to the desert terrain surrounding Sha Ke City!
After standing frozen for a moment, Xiang Feng's eyes widened as he muttered:
"How is this possible? Sha Ke City is more than a million li from here. What kind of divine ability can arrive in an instant?"
"This is bad, Brother Xiang. He brought us to the clan grounds. Could it be—"
A panicked voice transmission sounded within Xiang Feng's Nascent Soul, but before it