The sound of several piercing noises came.
The Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader returned with a group of powerful individuals, breaking through the now very thin mist.
His face was filled with joy.
As the new Dao Leader of Sanqing Mountain, he was truly given a mission during a crisis.
The old Dao Leader was missing, and the True Spirit Blood and True Spirit Corpse were both stolen in succession.
The entire Sanqing Mountain was filled with panic and uncertainty.
A capable person was urgently needed to take charge of Sanqing Mountain and stabilize the people’s hearts.
Therefore, the pressure he was under was unimaginable.
Now, things were better.
Under his leadership, they successfully captured a living Giant King, stunning Taicang State and making a name in the Central Earth Realm!
Who in Sanqing Mountain would dare oppose him now?
Only.
When he looked at the ground, he was stunned.
"Where is the Giant King?"
"Wasn’t he stuck by the Demon Liquid and unable to move?"
"Could it be he still had strength and ran away?"
Thinking of this, the Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader was deeply disappointed and annoyed.
It seems one shouldn’t celebrate too early.
However, they hadn’t really lost anything.
The Mysterious Demon Liquid belonged to Jiang Fan; it was him who truly suffered a loss, Jiang Fan, that boy.
At most, they just troubled Senior Feng.
"Senior Feng, I apologize, I’ll call you back..."
"Huh! Where is Senior Feng?"
The Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader’s face froze again.
The strongest Nine Aperture Nascent Soul of Sanqing Mountain... is gone!
On the ground, there was only a human-shaped gap in the air!
He blinked, looking around bewilderedly, thinking he might have remembered the location wrong.
But as the mist dispersed, the surroundings became clear, yet still no shadow of Senior Feng!
He gasped sharply: "Did I lose Senior Feng?"
Sanqing Mountain only has four Nine Aperture Nascent Souls.
Each is the sect’s treasure, a hope to cultivate a Venerate.
Now, one is missing directly?
He couldn’t imagine returning to the sect, where those Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul old monsters might tear him to pieces in rage!
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
"Where did Senior Feng go? She’s someone in slumber, she can’t walk away on her own."
"Someone must have taken her!"
Suddenly.
His gaze condensed, noticing something wrong: "Where is Jiang Fan?"
"Wasn’t he supposed to be asleep too? Why isn’t he here?"
"Wait a minute! He’s taken the Giant King and Senior Feng together!"
Thinking of this, the Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader shouted in anger: "Jiang Fan!"
"You bastard!"
While still angry, the sharp-eyed Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader noticed something wriggling on the ground.
Focusing his gaze.
It was the Yellow Springs quietly digging a hole in the ground, preparing to hide itself.
The Sanqing Mountain Dao Leader’s eyes brightened, flew over, and grabbed it coldly, saying:
"I remember you!"
"You chose to stay and face all of Sanqing Mountain, just to protect Jiang Fan!"
"Clearly, you’re someone important to Jiang Fan!"
"If we exchange you for the Giant King and Senior Feng, he’ll surely be willing!"