Jiang Ming's expression slightly changed as he walked out of the house, squinting his eyes toward the sky.
"That's..."
The hair on Jiang Ming's body stood up, even from quite a distance, he could feel an absolute sense of oppression from this silhouette.
"Approaching the Fake Core level..." Jiang Ming murmured.
"Only Wu Ye could be here..."
Mingwu City, northwest corner, inside a large courtyard with three entrances and exits.
Many figures were inside the house, and after the light shone, a long-faced Daoist was the first to step out of the house, looking toward the sky with a surprised expression.
"This is..."
"It's Wu Ye!" An old-looking young man stepped out from behind the long-faced Daoist.
The two were Daoist Bi Zhu and the Yan family youth Yan Ran, who encountered Jiang Ming inside Longevity Peak.
Yan Ran took a deep breath, looking up high into the sky, his eyes filled with shock.
