"I hope you're right, Fellow Daoist. I see signs of a battle over there as well. Let's follow them and see."
Song Xianming couldn't hide the worry on his face as he pointed in the direction the traces led.
"Alright."
Just as the two were about to set off, they saw two streaks of light flash across the sky. The lights stopped not far from them, revealing two somewhat disheveled figures: Bai Zhengchun and Shen Qingxiu.
"It's you." Bai Zhengchun's eyes narrowed, a cold aura emanating from his body.
"Fellow Daoist Bai." Song Xianming met his gaze calmly, showing no particular emotion.
The Drunkard, well aware of the grudges between them, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. "Why do you two look so ragged? Did you run into an attack?"
Shen Qingxiu sighed. "After we received Changsheng's call for help, Second Senior Brother deduced that something had gone wrong with the Space Transmission Array."
