"Stop speaking, the matter at hand is urgent!"
The eyes of the Daoist Tianxing suddenly opened, a sharp blade aura flickering within, piercing through the air.
The four people, including Qingyang Zi, nodded slightly and directed their gaze towards the distant horizon, where a dark silhouette was darting rapidly. In a few moments, it arrived before the five sects.
When the figure stood still, Chu Ming and the others took in its appearance. The person's face was dark, eyes were black and white, skin was transparent, gender indistinguishable, with hair draped over shoulders, covering most of the face.
"Master, within ten thousand miles, all the minions of the Blood Hand Association have been eradicated!"
The dark-clad figure stood respectfully beside Daoist Tianxing, eyes filled with fervor.
"Well done!"
Daoist Tianxing looked satisfied, nodding slightly. Observing the respectful figure, the other four ancestral elders were envious.
