Upon hearing Jiu Futu's voice filled with shock and anger, Wang Ba's heart sank, and he immediately sped away.
He saw Jiu Futu suspended in mid-air, yelling curses.
When Jiu Futu saw Wang Ba, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly descended, forcing a flattering smile onto his bluish face:
"Senior, I don't know who it was just now, but someone actually stole the Blood Energy and resentment I just collected..."
Wang Ba's expression darkened slightly as he looked toward the distant exit, already missing the silhouette of the youth in a green robe. He frowned at Jiu Futu:
"Don't know who? Wasn't that person just now the Palace Lord of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace?"
Jiu Futu was taken aback by his words:
"Palace... Tian Guiye? No, I didn't sense it... and how could the Palace Master return so quickly?"
His face revealed a trace of tension.
Wang Ba, hearing this, couldn't help but scrutinize Jiu Futu carefully before finally retracting his gaze.
