Rumble, the Deep Space Technology Building suddenly collapsed.
Gu Jianlin stood stiff in the billowing smoke, the red and blue flashing lights already flickered at the end of the long street, the sharp sirens approached from afar, and the vehicles collided in the middle of the road, drivers fleeing in panic.
Some onlookers risked their lives, pulling out their phones to take photos, the flashlights lighting up the darkness.
He seemed oblivious, as if the familiar silhouette still lingered in his sight.
"That's fake, I tested it, it's a clone."
The Moon Princess softly said in his arms, "We should leave."
If they didn't leave soon, reinforcements from the Order World would quickly arrive, the city's defense teams should already be deployed, and Pseudo Ancestors of the Bai Ze Clan would come from all directions. They are all high-level Sword Sect Path practitioners, capable of flying through the city with ease, forming a net around them.
