"Where is everyone?"
...
Two months later, in the territory of the Flood Dragon Emperor, Xuan Qiu.
Since the Spider Emperor, Ye Luo, perished here, this area has been shrouded in a thick aura of obsession.
The withdrawal of border warriors, coupled with the fact that low-level demon beasts dare not approach, has instead made this place an excellent healing spot.
Deep in the mountains, Zhou Qing slowly opened his eyes, spiritual power surging around him like a tide.
He exhaled a long breath, a satisfied smile curling at his lips, "Finally, fully recovered!"
After getting up and stretching his limbs, he took out Nangong Xiongba's corpse for a careful examination.
"Considering the timing, since Xuanyuan Hao witnessed that scene with his own eyes, he must have notified his uncle, Xuanyuan Shuo, to come investigate..."
Zhou Qing's eyes darkened slightly, "Nangong Xiongba once said that Xuanyuan Shuo had planted a mark in his body under the guise of healing..."
