"This mountain peak is yours now. We won't come over anymore."
The voice rang out once again.
The flute music stopped as well.
Later, Wang Hao saw three figures leap out of the shadows, disappearing into the night.
"Phew————"
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Hao let out a long breath of relief.
His back was already drenched in sweat.
Three people!
Originally thought there were two, but it turned out to be three.
With these three's skills, if they attacked together, he would most likely be unable to win.
Even trying to escape unharmed would be extremely difficult.
What a close call!
This time he was too reckless.
"Who exactly are these people?"
Standing on a rock, Wang Hao didn't leave immediately.
He frowned and began to think.
They seemed to have mentioned how could there possibly be a cultivator in this world.
So, are they not cultivators?
Or could it be, they don't belong to this world?
Thinking about this, Wang Hao's pupils involuntarily narrowed.
