"They're back, let's go then!"
Qinglian Jiao spoke calmly, but in her heart, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Ren Changsheng and his companion had returned, and they appeared to be without any issues, which at least meant they hadn't encountered any danger.
Of course.
At this moment, she did not reveal her concern for Ren Changsheng and his companion!
"Yes!"
A chorus of voices quickly responded.
A moment later.
A group of people headed towards the square.
In the square.
By the time Ren Changsheng and the others arrived, most people were already there. All the major forces were seated in their respective areas, but one force was conspicuously absent. Ren Changsheng remembered that it was the Wind Control Sacred Land.
This Control Sacred Land.
Was similar to Qingqiu.
Their disciples were all very weak!
This time.
The last place was not Qingqiu but the Wind Control Sacred Land!
"The time has come!"
