Tian Wujiang's expression darkened, and he said slowly, "In that case, let us each use our own means and see who ultimately claims this opportunity."
A soft, androgynous voice, impossible to identify as male or female, said slowly, "Calm down, calm down. We still don't know where that little brat is hiding. If you start fighting first, wouldn't you just be putting on a show and letting others reap the benefits for nothing?"
"Yin-Yang Guest?"
Tian Wujiang paused, then said, "Has Brother Zheng arrived?"
Silence surrounded them.
The man who had spoken in that ambiguous tone ignored Tian Wujiang's question and said nothing more.
No one knew where he was hiding.
Everyone's heart was pounding like a drum.
Why had that old fiend, Yin-Yang Guest, come too?
As far back as thirteen hundred years ago, Yin-Yang Guest had been riding high, but for some unknown reason, he had offended Sword Demon of the Three Demons Beyond Heaven and been hunted by him for a very long time. Afterward, he had vanished without a trace.
Everyone had thought that old bastard had long since been killed by Sword Demon. They had never expected him to turn up here today.
Seeing that this Devil Lord had arrived, Tian Wujiang grew even more uneasy.
With an old fiend like Yin-Yang Guest here, this time... Zuo Xiaoduo's head would probably never fall to him, no matter what.
In a secluded corner, six people hid together. Though they were clearly six people sitting in separate positions, anyone who saw them would involuntarily conclude that they were six snakes coiled together, with a sinister, uncanny air permeating every inch.
"Boss, it looks like we might not even get a chance to act on this mission?"
The man in green spoke in a low voice.
When