Zang Xin pondered. Of the major factions, the War God Temple was the most likely culprit. It placed greater importance on mechas than the others did.
"Rest assured, Brother Luo." Zang Xin cupped his hands again, his tone growing solemn. "We will get to the bottom of this. The Tang Sect will find a way to compensate you all for the lost essence and immortal herbs."
"And the Tang Sect pledges once more that we will not enter the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to seek spirit herbs for a thousand years."
You sneered. "You also pledged to protect the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well before."
Knowing he was in the wrong, Zang Xin said nothing more. After soothing the ferocious beasts, he walked over to the spot where Lu Guan had unleashed his aura.
This aura resembled the one that had suddenly erupted a few days ago... He wondered which reclusive powerhouse had mastered a way to enter the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Zang Xin became a platinum sword streak and shot into the sky, vanishing into the clouds in an instant.
You returned to her female form, her stunning face filled with indignation. She kicked a piece of rubble beside her foot into the air.
"A hundred and eighty thousand years! I'm a hundred-and-eighty-thousand-year-old ferocious beast! How many soul spirits on this continent can rival an orange soul spirit like me?" You stamped her feet in fury.
The Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass edged closer with a placating smile. "Sister You, don't be angry... He has plane power. It's only natural that he wouldn't think much of us."
"Get lost!" You flicked her long purple-and-gold sleeves.
She was furious. She had practically delivered herself to his doorstep, even throwing away her dignity, yet that brat