The Dragon Bone
Ying Qianhe furrowed his brow slightly. "The young man standing beside her?"
He searched his memories, but couldn't recall anyone. "Which blind man?"
"No." The young man shook his head again. After a moment's thought, he added, "I mean the one another young man called 'big brother.' He was rather handsome, though I don't know how strong he is."
Ying Qianhe chuckled. "So he's the big brother, is he? Then I'd like to see just how capable he is, daring to strut around in front of my Mo Fu Clan!"
He rose decisively and activated the location markers he'd arranged in advance throughout the deep valley. Before long, he sensed the five groups that had gone their separate ways.
Sure enough, to the west, there was only one lone presence moving farther and farther away. This made his heart leap with delight.
So the news was true! Heh, you young fool who doesn't know how high the heavens are—let me show you the true strength of the Devil Race!
"Let's go!" he shouted, summoning the dozen or so brothers hiding nearby to follow him. They charged after Bi Fan in high spirits.
Meanwhile, Bi Fan, already on the move and searching for a path, had guessed that once he split off from the main group, the Devil Race would learn of his whereabouts and make him their first target.
After all, if he were in their shoes, he'd go after the weakest one too!
"But whether I'm an easy target or not, we'll have to find out after we trade a few blows." He murmured to himself, a faint smile on his face as he strolled unhurriedly through the valley.
Xuan Chen's figure drifted out of him. He gazed at the scene before them, his eyes seeming