The hunter, turned into the prey.
"Senior Brother Zhao... and Senior Brother Lin, they..." Ji Chuan said, his face dark.
After parting ways at the West Mountain pass, he had not seen Lin Xinran again. He wondered if the latter had left toward the West Mountain and was caught by the earth vein's violent wind, or if he had also turned east.
As for Zhao Gang, Ji Chuan had seen him with his own eyes fleeing toward the East Mountain.
*Wasn't that going straight into the jaws of the third Great Demon?*
*Even high-level Mount Shu disciples like Ji Chuan, Zhao Gang, and Lin Xinran, facing a Great Demon of Upper Three Heavens strength, were lambs among wolves—a doomed end with no hope of return.*
And after that, Ji Chuan's worry shifted to his own master, He Dongxing.
Though his elder's cultivation strength was exceptional, able to battle three opponents at once, with three strong enemies besieging him, even Ji Chuan could not help but sweat for his mentor.
