"Fellow cultivators, hurry! If we're late, the Soul Hall Master might have already taken the treasure and left."
"..."
"Haha, Elder Ji, this is exhilarating!"
Qiu Qianhai laughed loudly as he killed another late-stage Core Formation cultivator from the Black and White Divine Hall.
In the distance, the only surviving late-stage Core Formation cultivator, who barely escaped after selling out his teammates, fled frantically while cursing viciously:
"You two, Old Demon Ji, are slaughtering Core Formation cultivators so ruthlessly in Rashamon Sea. Just wait until we, the Black and White Divine Hall, hunt you down!"
"Noisy."
Ji Yuan glanced coldly, preparing to make a move.
But then a flash of white light darted from afar, instantly sweeping in front of the Black and White Divine Hall disciple, shielding him.
The newcomer, clad in white robes and armor, appeared exceptionally valiant and spirited.
"Ji Yuan, always leave a way out for future meetings."
