More than a thousand li from Rongmeng City.
At the very moment the Five-Colored Great Hand blasted Wu Feng's physical body apart.
Two figures suddenly sensed something. Both stopped and looked back toward Rongmeng City.
"My lord, should we go take a look?"
The Three-Eyed Youth, Gong Xiyin, frowned slightly, then turned an inquiring gaze toward the Black-Clad, Cold-Attired Youth before him.
The Black-Clad, Cold-Attired Youth narrowed his eyes slightly, a contemplative look seeming to enter them.
"S-Senior, just who are you?"
In a secluded valley in Southern Xuan Kingdom.
Xiao Xingde, the Xiao Household Head, looked at the Gold Core female cultivator before him with extreme nervousness.
His gaze swept over a black dragon clasp at her waist.
The mysterious female cultivator before him was beautiful, with an innate air of nobility, looking more like the pampered young lady of a wealthy household.
But he dared not underestimate her in the slightest.
Who would dare underestimate someone who could defeat a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator of the Holy Sect single-handedly?
Wang Qingyang, however, merely frowned without speaking.
Borrowing the formidable law power provided by the Profound Dragon Dao Soldiers and catching her opponent off guard with the Myriad Laws Lineage's mastery of numerous Dharma methods, she had displayed her abilities just now with a rare sense of exhilaration.
She had also successfully escaped with the Xiao Household Head.
But she truly did not know what to do next.
Should I take him to Master?
But Master gave me no instructions, only saying I would know once I arrived... could he still mean for me to judge for myself?
Seeing that Wang Qingyang remained silent, Xiao Xingde hesitated, then seemed to finally make up his mind and said through gritted teeth:
"Senior, you saved me, and I have no