Seeing thousands of cultivators rushing into Wuji Palace's mountain gate, Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong couldn't sit still. They took out their magic artifacts and charged out of the Breath Concealing Array!
Fan Rongrong's thoughts were no different from the countless cultivators who had specifically come here, thinking to take advantage of Wuji Palace's downfall to grab some benefits for her future cultivation; while Tu Lin's mind was simpler, he just wanted to kill a few more demons to avenge his master Qingfeng True Master, his Senior Brothers and Sisters, and his Junior Nephews.
Bang!
Bang!
Before Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong could take ten steps, they were kicked down by the hunchbacked old man, one kick each.
"Tu the little cultivator's eagerness for revenge is understandable, Fan girl, why are you following him into foolishness? Going into Wuji Palace now, are you courting death?"
