When Lü Zhong saw Wanmu, his gaze turned cold.
'I've already killed Qingding, and now Wanmu is all alone. If I can take this opportunity to get rid of him as well... With all the Nascent Soul guardians of their Sect dead, Changchun Valley would collapse on its own.'
It was, admittedly, a tempting thought.
Especially with Shuini right beside him.
If the two of them teamed up, Wanmu would have virtually no chance of survival.
But just then, a figure stumbled into view. It was Baihua, the very one who had been swallowed by the Ancient Rock Python.
Something was clearly wrong with her. Billowing black miasma poured from her body, her hands and feet had contorted into the shape of gnarled roots, and her frenzied face was a mask of terror.
"Ah, AHHHH!"
Baihua shrieked in terror as she ran.
Seeing this, the expressions of the onlookers grew grim.
