The two seized the opportunity to continuously shuttle through the shadows, avoiding the patrolling Flame Guard, and quickly arrived at the previously broken Barrier opening.
Zhou Qing formed seals with both hands, and the Barrier opened up a gap like water ripples.
The two slipped out like fish, with the night wind blowing against them, carrying a hint of chill.
"You go first." Sikong Yan suddenly stopped, his voice unusually calm, "I won't involve you. I'm going to meet this Nangong ancestor."
Zhou Qing gave him a deep look and turned around to leave without hesitation.
In a few leaps, his figure vanished into the vast night.
And Sikong Yan—
"Heh heh... heh heh heh..." he chuckled lowly, his shoulders shaking unnaturally.
With a flicker, he appeared directly above the Nangong Family.
"Ten, nine, eight…" He counted with his fingers, his voice growing softer and more excited, "Two... one..."
