In the area, everyone looked over seriously. In the past, they merely sensed it. Now, upon seeing Xu Yangyi take action with their own eyes, they knew that their feelings weren’t off by a bit!

This fire-dragon… was very troublesome! Especially Xu Yangyi’s nature. In no way was he a timid and submissive character. Instead, he dared to attack and stake his life. One wrong word in a secret realm, and there was no doubt that he would promptly use his murderous heart to slay his foes off horseback in strife! 

“Amitabha…” Finally, a few ripples emerged in Fahui’s gaze. “This poor monk remembers… on that day, God Ming Eighteen was slain at the Four Great Joint Pools. It can be assumed that the cultivator who the Ming Clan put a high bounty on is this Fellow Daoist surnamed Xu.”

“But right now, except for a single digit-ranked God Ming successor, I’m afraid that the others…” Ling Xiaozi’s gaze flashed, and he muttered, “aren’t Fellow Daoist Xu’s opponent whatsoever.” 

In the Nangong Clan’s garrison, Sixth Young Master stopped smiling. Narrowing his eyes, he carefully studied the roaring fire-dragon that was charging straight at God Ming Twelve.

“The other party is the Ming Clan… one of the Five Great Demon Clans…” the young master murmured. “He’s actually attacking when God Ming Nine is around… That girl is even a constant...