Smoke Transformation Secret Technique of the Xuanyuan Group

Long Ye came alone to a primeval forest thirty miles from the Land of Iron.

He did not need to know where they were. Since they had lured him here, they must have posted lookouts. The moment he stepped into the forest, they might already have spotted him.

After wandering aimlessly for a while, there was indeed movement around him.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Blurred figures flashed past him from every direction.

"Who are you people?"

Long Ye first intended to determine whether these people were his targets.

"We are phantoms wandering through the forest!"

The voice rang out from all directions, yet not a single figure could be seen.

"You're that man whose life is worth five hundred million, aren't you?" the voice asked.

Hearing that, Long Ye knew he had found the right people this time.

He suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said calmly, "Where is my sister? Let me see first whether she's safe."

"Whoosh~"

A man appeared like a phantom on the trunk of a large tree in front of him.

The man was dressed rather oddly. A rope was tied around his waist and hung behind him like a monkey's tail, while a headscarf was perched atop his head. He did not look like an expert at all.

What made Long Ye's expression change was the unconscious girl in the man's arms.

"Mi Xiang!!"

Long Ye called out.

The girl heard his voice and weakly opened her eyes.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but her body seemed too weak. No sound came out, and she soon fainted again.

Long Ye had never seen Mi Xiang so weak before. He took a deep breath, and his killing intent became almost tangible, forming a sinister gale around his body.