On an unnamed mountain peak, a white figure stood on a huge rock.
Her entire body emitted a powerful aura, and her eyes flickered with flames of anger. It caused the surrounding air to heat up.
The ground under her feet was subdued by her pressure. It was silent and solemn as if it was afraid of her power.
"Smiling San Sheng!"
She gritted her teeth.
"Senior, please don't be angry," said Feng Hua. "We don't know what he's up to, but at least he's out of his hole now."
"If it's death he seeks, I'll kill him!" Hu Yuexin roared.
They knew that Smiling San Sheng was not a fool. If they wanted to kill him, they had to figure out a way.
"Smiling San Sheng has the upper hand right now. But we can lure him into a trap," said Feng Hua. "That way, we can escape. He couldn't wait for the Great Era War. I think that's why he's doing this. He feels that he doesn't have much time. When the Great Era War comes, he'll have many enemies trying to kill him. That's why he's going all out."
