Rumble!!! Tremors rolled through!
Zhang Qingshan was sprinting down a passage. His face filled with alarm as he said, "What's going on?"
The sudden tremors left him worried about Ye Han. "Could Junior Brother Ye have started fighting that damned devil?"
At that thought, golden light shone in Zhang Qingshan's eyes as he looked ahead. An auspicious aura came from farther down the passage, but when he glanced back, all he saw were omens of terrible calamity.
What should I do? Keep going, or go back to rescue Ye Han?
Going back to save him might mean certain death.
But Zhang Qingshan felt that some things had to be done, while others must never be done.
Ye Han was his closest friend, the one who understood him best. How could he possibly abandon him?
At that thought, Zhang Qingshan gritted his teeth and decided to go back to help Ye Han!
No matter how dangerous it was, he had to help Ye Han!
That was Zhang Qingshan! Even knowing that his Fortune and Disaster Prediction divine ability foretold danger and terrible calamity, he would never give up on helping Ye Han.
Zhang Qingshan had only sprinted back a few dozen zhang...
"Damn it! You must catch that wretched brat! Search for him!"
The Ice Refining Prince's furious roar drifted faintly through the air...
His voice was seething with rage!
Zhang Qingshan's attainment in the Blood Refining Art far surpassed Ye Han's. After advancing to the sixth level, the improvement to his five senses had been as earth-shaking as heaven and earth turning upside down.
His hearing was beyond anything an ordinary cultivator at his level could match, and he heard the Ice Refining Prince's words perfectly clearly.
Zhang Qingshan was no fool. He immediately understood what the Ice Refining Prince