"I never expected this kid to find a place like this. His fortune is truly not shallow!"
The somewhat older middle-aged man spoke.
He glanced sideways at the person beside him and said, "Your son died at Yang Chen's hands. I wonder what expression you'll have when you see Yang Chen!"
The elderly middle-aged man said with some malicious delight.
That middle-aged man was none other than Holy Light's father, Saint Luo!
Saint Luo cast the older man an indifferent glance and said, "What, have you people from the Mystic Heaven Sect become so fond of watching a spectacle? Don't think that just because our Holy Temple is allied with you now, I wouldn't dare kill you! Xuan Chen, there are times when disaster comes from the mouth!"
Xuan Chen smiled faintly without speaking.
After the two bickered for a while, they both turned their gazes toward the rift.
Waves of fluctuations spread out from within the rift.
"Oh? I didn't expect the Rabbitfolk tribe to still have Immortal Emperor-realm experts. Looks like we didn't strip the Rabbitfolk tribe clean back then after all!"
Xuan Chen raised his brows slightly, his voice tinged with mockery.
Saint Luo said nothing, but the coldness in his eyes laid bare the contempt in his heart.
His disdain for the Rabbitfolk tribe.
"May I ask which eminent expert has come to visit our Rabbitfolk tribe?"
An aged yet commanding voice rang out from within the rift.
Granny's figure appeared between heaven and earth. Behind her stood two Rabbitfolk at the Immortal Emperor realm, though like Granny, they were merely early-stage Immortal Emperors.
Three early-stage Immortal Emperors could be considered a first-rate force in the Central Continent.
But before Saint Luo and Xuan Chen, they were still far from enough.
The instant Granny saw Saint