Inside Little Mountain City.
The north wind howled.
In the grand hall of the Shanyao Gang, Han Nuo scrambled over, his voice filled with panic, "This is bad, our scouts have found Jile Immortal's group, and he is heading towards Little Mountain City! He may reach the city gates any moment now, what should we do?"
Faced with a Grandmaster, a strong contender on the earthly ranking, he couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance.
"So he's finally coming?"
Zhong Shenxiu caressed his gloves and looked around at the anxious crowd, mumbling to himself.
At that moment, Wei Baizhu sneered and shouted, "Liu Yi, you better run! The farther the better! As long as you stay alive, once you make it onto the earthly ranking, you will surely avenge us!"
Wei Hongyao's eyes turned red, and she gritted her teeth as she stepped forward, "Perhaps we should surrender ourselves, I've heard that as long as you obey Jile Immortal's rules, he won't massacre us."
