The throat of the Profound Ming Tomb's number one Divine General was ruthlessly crushed by Xue An.
The corpse toppled to the ground.
Then, the sword cultivators and those zombies gradually revealed themselves.
"Master, what shall we do next? Should we storm into the Profound Ming Tomb?" Ye Bufan asked respectfully.
Xue An shook his head gently, "I've already sealed the surrounding heavens and earth, creating an illusion of normalcy. Thus, Dou Yin'an shouldn't be aware of what's happened here yet."
"If we charge in recklessly, we'll alert the enemy, won't we? If he takes the chance to flee, it'll be difficult to capture him!"
"So, your intention is...?"
Xue An looked towards the distant camp, saying indifferently, "Exactly as you thought!"
Ye Bufan closed his mouth and bowed deeply, "I understand."
Xue An smiled slightly, then his form flickered, instantly transforming into Ling Qi's appearance.
Regardless, the aura on Xue An also mutated rapidly.
