"Swish, swish!"
Although the five Guardian Monks of the Heavenly Dragon Temple were injured, they still arrived here as quickly as possible. They couldn't help but frown when they saw the Ten Thousand Feet Abyss below.
"These two people managed to escape; what should we do now?"
Xiao Yaozi said in a deep voice, "I asked some disciples before; there's a big river at the bottom of this Ten Thousand Feet Abyss. Falling from such a height would most likely be fatal. Even if they survive the fall, the rushing water will carry them far away.
Therefore, even if we go down now, we probably won't get any information. We can only retreat for now."
A Guardian Monk clenched his fists, shouting angrily, "We've lost so many people and suffered such heavy injuries. In the end, we got nothing? I can't accept that!"
Swish!
At this moment, Jian Wushuang also regained consciousness, quickly dashed over, and upon hearing everyone's words, a hint of ferocity flashed between his brows.
