"Xu Xiaoshou, you really dare!"
"Since that's the case, I'll risk my life to accompany a gentleman and give you a hand!"
Bang!
Dao Qiongcang finished speaking, and his figure exploded into a burst of spiritual light, vanishing completely.
If this had been the Eastern Region or any other region, such bizarre phenomena might have frightened others, and someone might have gone off to report it to the Holy Divine Palace, claiming something strange had occurred somewhere.
But this was the Southern Region of the Land of Sin.
In Feng Family City, most of the spectators were not ancient swordsmen; instead, the area had been taken over by death apostles and abominator-level Spiritual Cultivators.
Among these individuals, there were not a few who felt their blood boiling, and soon enough, someone followed the spirit of this figure that resembled Hallmaster Dao.
"Alright! Since you're willing to risk your life for Lord Shou, then I'll lend you a hand too!"
