Danlong Ancient Mountain.
Ancient Mountain Residence.
Standing before the large screen, Chen Xuanbao suddenly furrowed his brow and slowly turned to look at a niche in the corner of the secret chamber. Within it were several Jade Talismans, one of which had already shattered.
Chen Xuanbao asked in puzzlement, "In all of Hua Country, who could possibly kill Zhan Wushen?"
A figure in a black robe appeared silently beside him. "No matter who it is, this battle won't be as easy as we imagined."
Chen Xuanbao nodded lightly. "We should retreat quickly. There's no telling if Di Xuanji might send a nuclear bomb to Danlong Ancient Mountain."
The black-robed man raised his right hand, his fingers curling as if grasping something invisible. He clenched his fist, and a faint, crisp sound echoed from The Void.
Chen Xuanbao looked at him, completely bewildered. "Did you just extinguish Zhan Wushen's soul thread?"
