Just as Ye Haochuan's figure disappeared, five space rifts almost simultaneously appeared. Fang Qiantang was the first to emerge from a rift, followed by four others, all with auras not weaker than his.
The Nine Peaks and One Garden were finely prepared. Except for those above Palace Venerable, not to mention tearing space, even swift flight is impossible.
Looking at the chaotic scene on the peak summit, the five people's expressions turned iron blue.
"Who could it be, daring to cause trouble in the temple?" Fang Qiantang was the first to speak.
"More than just causing trouble? Chujiang Hall has been half-blasted, it's simply a slap to our temple's face!"
A beautiful woman with a black plum blossom tattoo at the corner of her eye viciously said, "Search! Even if we have to dig three feet deep, we must capture the culprit. I want to slice his flesh piece by piece and turn them into dried meat!"
