About an hour later, a whistling sound came from behind them once more.
The four immediately shielded Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao in the middle, their expressions tense as they stood on guard.
"Hundred Battles Peak of the Taiqing Sect—may I ask who is below?" A rough male voice echoed through the night.
Upon hearing the familiar voice, the four True Disciples finally let out a long breath of relief and hurriedly cried out happily, "Senior Brother Feng, disciples of Golden Sun Peak are here!"
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Zhou Qing could only hear whispers all around him, accompanied by the system's notification chimes ringing one after another.
When he groggily opened his eyes, he discovered that people were quietly talking everywhere around him.
There were no fewer than a hundred True Disciples at the Golden Core Realm here. Not far away, he saw Li Daoxuan and the others gathered together, their faces grave as they discussed something.
On the other side, more than a dozen people had been trussed up like dumplings, cloth strips stuffed into their mouths as they lay unconscious on the ground.
One of them was covered in blood, and one arm had long since vanished without a trace. Who else could it have been but Yin Xiao?
Zhou Qing smiled when he saw this.
Everything had finally, for the moment, settled into the dust.
"Senior Brother Zhou, you're awake?" one of the True Disciples hurriedly said upon seeing Zhou Qing open his eyes.
Hearing the commotion, Yan Xiaohu, who had been discussing matters with the others, quickly ran over and asked with concern, "Fourth Child, are you all right? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Looking at the note above Yan Xiaohu's head, which had somehow changed from Little