Ba Zunan? Mu Rong Ying did not immediately react to who "Ba Zunan" was.
But very quickly, he noticed the figure standing above the Domain, and his expression changed drastically as his pupils contracted.
The Eighth Sword Immortal?
Wang Chao, where had he gotten the nerve to directly call out the Eighth Sword Immortal's name?
"Calm down!"
Mu Rong Ying immediately barked, then dropped flat to the ground as he continued transmitting to "Wang Chao," "Stay calm. Do not act rashly. The Eighth Sword Immortal isn't someone the two of us can handle..."
"Why, why is he here?"
Xu Xiaoshou crouched down as well. He silently glanced at his captain, who had suddenly become utterly flustered, and thought, I'm very calm, but you seem to be falling apart. It's just a name and a portrait incarnation—how did that scare you this badly? You're a Cutting Path, for heaven's sake! "Captain, something is strange about this place. Since the Eighth Sword Immortal is here, perhaps there are his people inside the Domain too?" Xu Xiaoshou transmitted in Wang Chao's voice.
Mu Rong Ying clearly had yet to settle himself. His face was slightly pale, and he gave no response.
Xu Xiaoshou had now seen just how much psychological damage the face of "Ba Zunan" could inflict even upon someone from the Red Robes, an organization under the Holy Spirit Hall.
With a thought, he pointed at "Ba Zunan" in alarm. "Captain, look! He, he seems to have discovered our location!"
The portrait incarnation of Ba Zunan standing above the Domain moved accordingly, slanting his eyes for a glance toward the great boulder.
It was merely a casual glance, yet Xu Xiaoshou could clearly feel that, in that instant, Captain Mu Rong Ying's breathing stopped.
All he could hear beside his ear