"Damn you, Zhou Li."
Hidden among the bushes, Tang Wan gasped in terror, her body uncontrollably trembling.
Outside the bushes, about ten people with bloodshot eyes were scanning the surroundings, hoping to drag out that white-haired beast and beat it to death.
Unexpectedly, the leader of the group was someone no one could have anticipated.
Zhou Li.
Time rewound to ten minutes earlier.
The moment Tang Wan stepped into Stacked Mountain, she realized that the hatred they had accumulated was indeed quite high. This was evident right at the entrance, where six cultivators had been waiting for a long time, grinning viciously as they approached the three of them.
These six cultivators came from two different sects: one was called Xuantie Sect and the other was Blood Saber Sect. The former mainly focused on infusing Immortal Qi into iron to equip themselves with Mystic Iron weapons, while the latter practiced Blood Saber Techniques, relying on Blood Sacrifice.
