Countless vines extended from General Wei's body, instantly binding these barbarians tightly.
"Six Ghosts of Nanchuan?"
Zuo Chun from the First Tribulation Institute of Dragon Gate frowned as he looked at them, his expression agitated.
"These six cultivated the same path, adept at using the few to defeat the many, the weak to overcome the strong. Thirty years ago, the six of them jointly killed the Fourth-Grade Ancestor of the Murong Family in Ji Kang Mansion of Yongzhou, becoming famous after a single battle. Later, they seemed to have gone Beyond the Border..."
Xu Guang waved his hand, "Alright, no need to introduce dog minions of the barbarians so clearly."
Zuo Chun remained silent.
Xu Guang continued forward, behind eight bunkers was a giant, dark, sinister cave, like a giant beast's gaping mouth ready to devour.
