Just then, the black circular gate finally opened!
Those lucky enough to survive, covered in blood and deathly pale, desperately rushed toward the end of the passage!
They dared not stop! They dared not look back!
Zhao Ningyi stood deep within the passage, her entire body shrouded in a layer of ghostly green light.
She raised her eyes, which alternated between clarity and a dazed haze, and glanced indifferently toward the passage entrance.
Her gaze still betrayed no emotion.
Then she turned and vanished into the darkness.
Outside the passage, Wu Gui's phantom was overjoyed.
A trace of expression finally flickered across that distorted face formed from countless Gu Insects.
Dead.
More than twenty Fourth Tier experts had died just like that; Dugu Wudi, what a good man!
The resentment, fortune, and spiritual essence of these fallen experts would all settle in Annan Province, falling into his hands and lending him strength!
He would never have had the opportunity to kill so many Fourth Tier experts in Annan Province.
The Miao Frontier Gu Tribe had suffered devastating losses, Southern Yue had suffered devastating losses, and the Ten Thousand Saints Demon Kingdom had suffered even worse!
"Wu Gui!" Xiao Canglan's voice rang out again. "I will remember what you did today, and so will the Nine Nether Aristocratic Clan!"
He was in a fairly good mood. His several attacks just now had killed nearly thirty Fourth Tier experts among the rebels from the Ten Thousand Saints Demon Kingdom, Southern Yue, and the Southern Borderlands, at the very least. He had also dragged the Nine Nether Aristocratic Clan into the mire.
The fighting in Lingnan Circuit had lasted one or two hundred years, yet only a little over ten Nascent Soul cultivators had fallen in total; even with fighting on such a