At that moment, Old Xiu's face was deathly pale. With the slightest cough, he spat out blood...
The beast poison in his body had not been cured. After being suppressed by Sikong Jing's beast blood back then, it had gradually begun to resurface.
And just as Pei Yufeng's intelligence had indicated, they had indeed entered the territory of Ten Thousand Ice City. Pei Yufeng had deliberately spread all sorts of news about Master Wuji, luring Old Xiu here to kill.
There were simply too few people left behind by Boss Su, Su Beiheng.
Now that they had finally found another one, of course they had to save him. Yet upon arriving in Ten Thousand Ice City's territory, Old Xiu had sensed an intense danger.
He had guessed that this was a trap laid for him by the Thousand Kings Holy Tower, so he had hidden all his men and waited to observe.
But after watching for only a short while, he sensed a sword, a saber, and a spear erupting wildly in the direction of Wuji Town. That was the aura of the Qianyuan Battle-Killing Formation—and the aura of the complete Qianyuan Battle-Killing Formation unleashed by Young Master Sikong.
Others might not be able to see that it had been unleashed by Sikong Jing, but how could Xiu Hanzhi fail to see through it?
And when he told Old He, the latter became just like this—anxious as though his heart were on fire.
Old Xiu looked at the scarlet blood in his hand and replied hoarsely, "I never expected the young master to find Old Qi before us. I never expected him to travel all the way from Chaos-Shaking City to Ten Thousand Ice City."
Old He cried out urgently, "Now isn't the time for lamenting! We need to figure