Huo Hai had no idea how many people had come this time, but his first instinct was to kill them. How could Huo Hai let off those who had attacked him? Yet the moment he stood up, wave after wave of weakness washed over him.
Though nothing had changed on the surface, Huo Hai knew that he could at best exert half his strength now. If he truly fought two Level Three Spirit Emperors, he was afraid he would be no match for them. I wonder who came this time. I hope it isn't those two old fellows. Huo Hai frowned as he silently pondered.
"Damn it, where is this place? It's actually this dangerous. Good thing there are no Ferocious Beasts on this mountain. I just wonder what's up there." Along with frantic footsteps came a panting voice.
Before long, a bedraggled figure ran up the mountain. Upon seeing Huo Hai, both of them froze. "Kid, I didn't expect you to get here so quickly." As he spoke, he glanced around several times.
Thinking back, Hao Yun had not sensed any fluctuations of spiritual power here earlier, nor were there any traces of battle nearby. He breathed a slight sigh of relief. Fortunately, those people had not arrived yet. If they all died here, he would be in danger.
With a sweep of both hands, Hao Yun drew his greatsword and pointed it at Huo Hai. "Kid, I didn't expect us to meet again here. You rushed all the way here, so you probably haven't recovered yet, have you?" Sword Qi flickered across Hao Yun's greatsword. From the looks of it, Hao Yun had forced his way here purely through his own strength.
Seeing this, Huo Hai was shocked as well. Even he had been deeply wary of those