For now, Huang Xiao did not want to face Zhuo Mengshen. The strength he could unleash could reach the Upper Ancient Realm Middle Stage, but he was absolutely no match for Zhuo Mengshen.
Still, Huang Xiao was not afraid of the Soul-Reaping Sect either, because Zhuo Mengshen was the only person in the sect who could deal with him. He paid no heed at all to the others.
Huang Xiao and his party stayed there for a night. Nothing unexpected happened; it was just a little noisy.
Early the next morning, they left the inn and had not gone more than a few li before they noticed what seemed to be a commotion up ahead.
Seeing familiar faces, Huang Xiao and the others could not help drawing closer.
In fact, they had no way to avoid them. This was the shortest route to the Demon God Sect, and they were hardly likely to take a detour.
"Chief, those two are Du Jiliang, Sect Master of the Mad Stick Sect, and Lu Qingzhong, Chief of the Iron Leg Gang," Fu Min explained quietly to Huang Xiao and Huo Lian.
Huang Xiao looked ahead and saw three groups there.
One consisted of people from the Soul-Reaping Sect, including those from the Merchants and the Level Mountain Gang.
Huang Xiao spotted Yang Chengmu, Dong He, and Deng Ting.
In fact, even without seeing those three, he could have identified them to some extent just from the clothing of the Soul-Reaping Sect disciples.
The other two groups could actually be considered one, as they seemed to have joined forces.
After hearing Fu Min's introduction, Huang Xiao thought, So it's them.
These two sects were also under the Soul-Reaping Sect. Huang Xiao had heard the two men's names, but this was his first time seeing