Wang Xuan alone pursued Lingming Yangming, but as soon as this alien fled, he ran into He Fang's sweeping thought, and his Spirit Body was obliterated without a trace.
"Master, you were a bit slow, Senior Sister almost died just now, and I barely managed to save her." Wang Xuan's Primordial Spirit returned to his Flesh Body, supporting Lin Xiyue, whose complexion was even fairer than before.
Lin Xiyue apologized, "Master, I failed your trust and didn't protect the Seventh Junior Brother." She still didn't know that He Fang had been by her side all along.
However, this kind of unknown allowed He Fang to see her steadfast Will. No matter the situation, even in such a fatal crisis today, Lin Xiyue would not waver her will and would never become a traitor to the Human Race.
Having such a disciple is indeed He Fang's fortune.
"I came late." He Fang said, not wanting Lin Xiyue to know about today's event, or else she would be embarrassed and annoyed.
