Just when Chen Ping was in retreat, the Venerable Ruling took five Upper Realm Protoss cultivators and came to the Heavenly Wolf Department.
In the sky, five silvery-white streamers swept across like five meteors, dragging a long tail flame and landing on the ruins of the Heavenly Wolf Department’s camp.
The man with long silver white hair looked around, his brows furrowed slightly.
His spear swirled gently in his hand, and the silver light on the tip of the spear shone with a dazzling cold light in the twilight.
“Empty?”
The venerable adjudication’s face was ugly.
His wound had not fully healed, and the wound on his chest was still aching faintly.
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