As time slipped away second by second, from Ouyang Tianxu's complex gaze, a group of people indeed approached from afar.
Leading the group was someone Ouyang Tianxu had met before.
The Valley Master of Little Cold Valley, Han Yiren!
Although most of those following behind him were unfamiliar to him, there were still a few familiar faces.
From a distance, Ouyang Tianxu could even hear their conversation.
"Liu Zhaonian dodges the heavy and picks the light, claiming to know nothing about the Celestial Evil Cult whenever it's mentioned...
"We hold little sway, even holding this Blood Book can't force him to admit Duan Qinghe wrote these books, truly outrageous!"
"Valley Master Han is right, if we can't handle it, we can find someone who can.
"The experts from Liexing and Liaoyuan Mansions are on their way to Celestial Melody City.
"We can directly find them, surely we won't allow this unrighteous Celestial Sound Mansion to act with such impunity!"
