Yan Chuan observed clearly just now, Zhou Shun's speed was about 420 meters per second, judging from his cultivation, it was evidently his full strength.
This was not normal.
Yan Chuan was alert internally but still feigned fear on the surface: "I, Cheng Guangling, pay respects to Elder Zhou!"
Zhou Shun nodded indifferently, ignoring Yan Chuan, only looking at Cheng Fengxiao: "The Heavenly Calamity is rampant, outside of Lishan, even a Divine General finds it hard to be safe. You have shown kindness to my brother, and I cannot stand by and watch you march to your death, follow me back to the mountain."
"Elder Zhou! The Heavenly Calamity has descended, my disciples and clansmen are in dire straits, I want to go back and bring them to Lishan for shelter." Cheng Fengxiao echoed his original excuse for going out of the mountain at this time.
