"Finally couldn't hold back?"
"Blood Bright Brother, it's surprising you could think of such a sinister plan."
High in the sky, five Golden Core Masters sat cross-legged, while the Foundation Establishment Elders encircled the mountain in layers.
On the peak, powerful energy fluctuations were faintly present.
"It really is a turbulent autumn."
Blood Bright Daoist sighed slightly before continuing, "If Wuji hadn't told me, I wouldn't have believed it."
In Blood Bright Daoist's eyes, a cold light flickered, "Junior Brother Hong really turned out to be a member of Wei'e Pavilion."
Xiang Wuji remained expressionless, extending a single hand where Blood Qi swirled, transforming into a tall bow.
Simultaneously, blood-colored thunder gathered on his wrist, transforming into Thunderbolt Arrow, which shot out suddenly, piercing the sky, striking down the entity that had just broken through the encirclement and flown south.
