Liu Erlong Arrives! But She Mistook the Person!

In the alley, Yu Luomian smashed a wall with one punch, yet he could not shatter the cold helplessness in his heart.

He slumped against the wall, gasping heavily, his chest heaving violently.

After the fury came a chill that seeped into his bones.

What should he do?

Storm into Spirit Hall? Confront Bibi Dong face-to-face?

Useless.

By now, perhaps more than half the people on the continent stood with Spirit Hall. Their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had become a rat everyone wanted to beat.

Going to Bibi Dong at a time like this would be no different from walking into a trap. It would only give her more excuses to suppress the clan.

Yu Luomian closed his eyes in pain.

The only thing he could do now was find Liu Erlong first, get Yu Xiaogang back, leave Spirit City, and make further plans afterward.

Yes, that was what he would do.

Having made up his mind, Yu Luomian suppressed the countless thoughts in his heart, straightened his clothes, and hurried back to the street corner where he had parted ways with Liu Erlong.

However.

The street corner was completely empty.

There was no trace of Liu Erlong anywhere.

Yu Luomian's heart suddenly sank.

An intensely ominous premonition instantly gripped his heart.

That idiot!

She couldn't have really gone there alone...

Yu Luomian did not dare think any further. He abruptly raised his head, looked toward the grand Pope Palace at the city center, then broke into a run!

Inside Maple Dye Pavilion, an entirely different scene of bustling excitement was unfolding.

Zi Ji and Bi Ji had finally cleared every dish from the table.

Zi Ji wiped the grease from her lips in satisfaction. She still remembered Dai Tianfeng's ninety-thousand-year soul ring that had appeared out of