In midair above Lindong City, a water-blue escape light suddenly halted.
This forced the few Core Formation Cultivators behind him to swerve, with one even cursing and grumbling.
Ji Yuan squinted, sensing the aura of a Peak Core Formation descending upon that person, scaring him into hastily clasping his hands in apology.
"It's a misunderstanding, Daoist friend, a misunderstanding. I'm cursing at my brother, yes, it's him."
After speaking, he quickly pointed to an escape light that had already gone far away.
"Scram!"
Ji Yuan rasped out a reprimand, frightening the bald Demon Cultivator into hastily departing.
Ji Yuan's sudden halt was naturally due to Brother Wen's communication.
From the sound of the message, Brother Wen was undoubtedly severely injured, which was precisely the point that worried Ji Yuan…He already had few close friends.
