The howling wind roared, mixed with some sand and dust!
The Yellow Sand Incarnation of the Mountain Spirit was once again slashed apart by Ye Jingcheng with a single sword, transforming into flowing yellow sand, shattering all over the ground.
However, the Yellow Sand Incarnation quickly reappeared.
And continued to charge towards Ye Jingcheng.
On the desolate mountaintop, everyone looked at Ye Jingcheng, as if they understood something, and their pace slowed down.
Although they did not speak, they all began to feel suspicious.
This treasure retrieval seemed too smooth.
Just having one person hold it back was enough to retrieve the treasure, so what was the point of the sect inheritance?
Jun Buhui knew that six people could break the array, so naturally, Jun Buhui had been here before. Then why did his companion die?
This was inherently a paradox.
So Lin Fuqing, Lady Chen, Qiu Yongtai, and Bai Xiaosheng all looked towards Jun Buhui, needing an explanation.
