The two felt their hair stand on end. The once loyal and righteous Du Kui had now become so unfamiliar and terrifying.
At this moment, Zhou Qing seemed to understand why Du Kui told him before their departure not to trust anyone, including his own words.
It turned out that he had already been preparing for today's betrayal back then.
"Farewell, my two junior brothers!"
After Du Kui finished speaking, twisted figures filled with a strong sense of despair suddenly appeared in the darkness.
These figures, baring fangs and claws, let out horrifying screams as they fiercely charged at the two.
Yan Xiaohu was shocked and hurriedly shouted, "Fourth Brother, I'll hold them off, you run!"
With that, as his Nascent Soul augmented, his aura suddenly surged to the mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm. He then swung the large knife in his hand and charged forward without hesitation.
Zhou Qing sighed deeply, looking at Yan Xiaohu's retreating figure, and suddenly a letter appeared in his hand.
