As the Lords departed, the Wuxia Immortal Venerable Mansion became vast and empty.
On the enormous plaza, only Jing Yan and Zhan Zhong remained, along with Ying Zhu Lord temporarily staying there.
"Mr. Jing Yan, Lord Wuxia... she was captured by the people of the Slaughter God Hall," Zhan Zhong said with a slight tremor in his voice.
"Yes, I already know this. The Wuxia Immortal Venerable will safely return to Wuxia City," Jing Yan's voice was calm, but very resolute.
Diao Fu's words had unsettled Jing Yan earlier. But Diao Fu was wrong; it wasn't that Jing Yan didn't dare to go to the Slaughter God Hall to rescue Wuxia, he would definitely go there, even knowing that the Slaughter God Hall's people were waiting for him. He would still go.
However, before going to the Slaughter God Hall, he needed to prepare.
"Lord Ying Zhu, is Divine Martial City okay? How is the Seventh Young Master?" Jing Yan looked at Ying Zhu.
Ying Zhu was extremely excited.
