Iron Skull didn't look down on An Xuan, though according to the information, An Xuan was only at the fourth level of Qi Refinement, but the war puppet who fought like a killing god had been defeated, and the explicit order to capture him was sufficient proof that An Xuan definitely possessed extraordinary power beyond common sense.
But taking the initiative to attack the camp was another matter—they had laid mines all over the place, there were automatic sentry guns in every corner, everyone was armed to the teeth, elixirs and talismans were fully stocked... Open battle might be a bit iffy, but if it were a defensive fight, they could definitely unleash two hundred percent of their strength!
Only Qu Tong was suddenly startled.
Because he had just exchanged a glance with An Jing.
The sudden rise of a sense of crisis from deep within his soul spirit, his breathing momentarily stopped; at that instant, he seemed to have encountered an unsolvable puzzle, a question without an answer.
