"Dragging us?" Wu Ling'Er asked.
Han Xing replied, "Yes, because as you said, there's certainly more than this number of Legendary Powerhouses in the Shadow Legion."
"But why haven't they appeared all at once?"
"If it were me, wanting to deal with a person or a force, I would undoubtedly do it with the most perfect posture and the most forceful means, sweeping like thunder."
"I would never give the enemy any opportunity."
"Since they haven't done so, it shows that they're fearing something."
"Is there anything you Witch Race people have that the Shadow Legion fears?"
Hearing this, Wu Ling'Er fell into thought.
She couldn't help but murmur, "An existence to be feared..."
"Could it be the Lord Saint Master?"
Han Xing had also heard about the existence of the Witch Race Saint Master, but he had never appeared.
At this time, he couldn't help but ask, "Where exactly has your Saint Master gone?"
