When they heard the old man say that the Church was preparing to deal with Cao Xing, complicated expressions appeared on the faces of the three survivors.
Although, as survivors from other regions, they both admired and hated Cao Xing.
They admired how he had repeatedly turned the tide in moments of crisis, saving the survivors of the entire server from disaster.
They hated his forceful dominance, how he had suppressed the entire server single-handedly and left survivors from other regions unable to raise their heads.
Yet they also— "Wow! It's that thing!" At that instant, Green Mist cried out excitedly. Before Ling Aotian could stop her, she had already shot forward like lightning toward the fiery-red figure.
Su Ying could not understand their conversation. She was still wondering what Murong Che had brought her here for.
Back in the Tang World, her father had been the Evil King and had connections with top experts from every faction. Combined with her own true qi cultivation, this was how she had become the Fairy of Secluded Valleys, free to wander and live in seclusion among the mountains and forests.
Back when Zhuge Liang was in Jingzhou, he had merely been a scholar who possessed the Fuxi Dragon Zither and could only bow his head before Gao Cheng. Now, however, he had comprehended the Innate Formation Dao, and the Eight Trigrams Formation and Nine Palaces Seven Stars Formation he had developed even astonished Gao Cheng. Together with his own strength, he had become a talent who had to be taken seriously and recruited.
Song Hao's expression was extraordinarily complicated. Normally, stepping in dog shit would naturally be unpleasant, but at this moment, his state of mind was different.
He had clearly sensed that, at the moment his silver dagger exploded, this cultivator